C72 CHAPTER 72

The store was a wreck. The entrance had been knocked down, shelves lay scattered on the floor, and merchandise was strewn everywhere. The bodies of zombies littered the place, their blood forming a black, slippery swamp. Only one level-2 guard remained alive, but none of that mattered to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned, feeling her tremble as she tried to hold back tears.

"I... I..