Jenny frowned. "Didn't you say the shelter was supposed to be safe?"
"I... I don't know what's going on either!" Chris threw up his hands, looking completely clueless.
"Let's go. We need to check it out," Mia said, her voice low and serious.
The group picked up the pace. The snarls of the undead grew louder with every step, and soon, the ground was littered with corpses.
Some were decapitated zombies, others were mangled human remains—torn apart, covered in bite marks, their bodies barely recognizable. The sight was enough to make anyone's stomach turn.
At the outer perimeter of the shelter, a group of human Awakeners were locked in battle with a horde of zombies. Leading the charge was Robert, flanked by Griffin—the guy who'd had his balls kicked in—and Chloe, the one everyone called "the construction worker."
Lately, for reasons no one could quite figure out, the shelter had been under constant attack. Even S-Class Zombie Kings had started showing up.
