Cassel — POV
After realizing that the front gate was no longer suitable for passage, we wandered the long way around, circling the massive hospital building.
We walked in a single line, our hands interlocked, and after a short while, our path intersected with a few zombies.
It was a good opportunity to test whether Rosalia's ability could conceal this many people. And, as expected, when we stood still—our hands gripping our weapons, every nerve alert for any sign of movement or attack—we weren't attacked at all.
Not only that, but the zombies sniffed the air for a couple of seconds before continuing on their way, their movements nothing like those of any human being.
In any case, they passed right by us and walked around without even noticing we were there.
Yet, there wasn't a single trace of joy in my heart or on my face after this discovery.
Why?
Because my mind was somewhere else.
I was thinking about what had happened earlier.
