Two rotting corpses, twisted into grotesque poses, were sprawled on the young man's legs. They clutched his limbs, gnawing away with a sickening "CRUNCH... CRUNCH..."—just like chewing on brittle bones...
The man howled in agony, leaving a trail of blood as he tried to crawl away.
The young woman was already deathly pale and scared out of her wits. The moment she scrambled to her feet, she stumbled and fell again.
When she finally got to her feet, she was limping badly.
The woman's face twisted in pain, but she forced herself to drag her injured leg and run for her life.
Luckily, the two crawling zombies were too busy feasting on the man to pay her any mind.
"Annie, save... save me!"
The woman, Annie, abandoned the man pleading in agony and fled in a panic.
"Those two young people are probably from that... what's it called... the Rescuers' Association, right?" Song You'ai whispered from behind the iron gate.
