"Our lives are what's important. Nothing else matters."
"Let's just get out of here first,"
Kael Dolan said.
He could see that someone had deliberately set up traps here.
The traps were clearly poisoned; the people who had just died began to convulse within seconds.
It was the prelude to zombification.
The traps hadn't stopped, and even if they forced their way through, there were likely more waiting for them.
"Damn it! I bet that guy from City D did this on purpose."
"He only told us there were supplies here and nothing else!"
Irene Palmer cursed.
Kael Dolan's expression was just as cold.
The immediate priority was to get to a safe place. They could figure out the rest later.
But this set of traps was clearly not as simple as they had imagined.
One of the blades struck a panel on the wall. The panel immediately flashed, and a wave of unlocking beeps came from the dust-covered cars in the garage.
"What was that?"
One by one, the car headlights flared to life.
