The rain was heavy, and when the wind blew, it was like knives, like stones, striking faces with pain.
The path to this Water Tower was a narrow iron staircase. These Zombies, under the sun, couldn't have been agile enough to climb.
But after the storm, they gained the ability to climb. Although clumsy and stiff, indeed, they could handle climbing steps.
As these Zombies climbed the stairs, Li Tie and the others above observed this scene, yet they weren't very anxious.
Because if these Zombies could only come up via this iron staircase, which could accommodate only one Zombie at a time, the pressure on them was minimal.
The first Zombie to climb up was ragged, its clothing color unrecognizable, eyes sunken, with bones exposed under the rain's wash, shockingly smooth and lustrous.
Black bones with bits of decomposing flesh reached out, clawing their way up the Water Tower's platform.
Atop the Water Tower, Li Tie and others drew their spears, waiting for these Zombies to ascend.
