Bai caught only part of it, a dark
mass that moved with slow, heavy control rather than the unsteady lurch
of a common zombie. A low sound followed, too deep to be mistaken for a
person calling out, and several loose objects on the road trembled as it
passed.
Yan went still beside Bai. Mother Yan drew Lili closer without taking
her eyes from the window. Bai kept both hands on the controls and
studied the narrow gap beyond the roadblock. She had no intention of
driving blindly into a place where something that large might be
waiting.
The caravan idled on the empty road. Ahead, the line of abandoned
vehicles blocked the direct route to Shanghai, and beyond them,
something large moved between the damaged buildings.
The road had been blocked for a reason, and Bai Li did not like any of
the reasons that came to mind.
Three cars stood across the lanes at awkward angles, their bumpers
pressed together hard enough to leave bright scratches on the metal. A
