The room looked as if a typhoon had torn it down. Dried blood marks coated the floor, forming footsteps-like marks.
"Mr. Wells!" Zerra's pupils constricted. She was quick to react as she pulled him away from the door, kicking the zombie away.
"Higgs…" Mr. Wells' eyes went wide in disbelief. "H-how can he become a zombie?"
While Mr. Wells looked like he still could not accept the current reality, Nyra charged toward the zombie who had gotten up and intended to lunge toward them again.
Rotten flesh flew all over the place with each kick. Rancid smell spread into the air, like a dreadful reminder of what kind of monster Higgs had become.
It snapped Mr. Wells awake at the loss of a neighbor who had been a long-time acquaintance or even friend. He realized Higgs was dead…
Mr. Wells sucked in a deep breath. A fear suddenly sprouted in his heart. Because of the apocalypse and sudden emergence of those mutated animals, he and a lot of his neighbors rarely met.
They couldn't be…
