Chapter 24: The Russian Twins [2]
"Others?" I asked, surprised. "How many of you are there?"
"Around thirty?"
"Thirty?"
I’d been expecting maybe a handful of survivors, not a small community.
That was actually quite impressive, considering the chaos outside. Either they’d been incredibly lucky, or incredibly smart. Probably a combination of both.
"Some managed to escape early on," Alisha continued. "When things first went wrong. But most..." She didn’t finish the sentence. She didn’t need to.
Most had been infected. Turned into the very monsters we were all running from.
"You must have been pretty smart and lucky," I said, genuine admiration creeping into my voice. "My high school got almost no survivors."
Only Liam’s group had made it out alive besides me and Emily who gott lucky thanks to my awakening—maybe a few others who’d managed to run in those first chaotic moments, but I doubted they’d survived the massive hordes that had swept through the city like a living tsunami.
Liam’s dozen survivors wasn’t much when you considered the thousand-plus students that had filled the highschool just the morning before it happened. Laughing, complaining about tests, worried about prom dates and college applications. All of that seemed like a different universe now.
But Lexington Charter was different. Elite schools like this rarely housed more than three hundred students total. Smaller class sizes, more exclusive admission—which, ironically, might have saved lives.
"We had casualties too, but not as many as we could have," Alisha said. "Thankfully, there were a lot of absences the day the virus started spreading."