Chapter 87 The Lab of Secrets
Chapter 87 The Lab of Secrets
Theresa, as usual, stayed close to Graham and Dave’s team.
She had a good idea of what Lucas and the others were here for.
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There must be something valuable inside this pharmaceutical research facility–valuable enough to send Lucas and Monica, a space–based ability user, on the mission.
Still, what kind of vital supplies could possibly be here?
And could this ce somehow be connected to the zombie king from her previous life?
<i>Thud</i>!
Suddenly, a heavy crash sounded right next to Theresa.
A zombie in a green hospital gown mmed into the ss wall of the nearby office, right where Theresa stood.
A thick smear of blood instantly painted the pane in front of her.
Its gaping mouth twisted grotesquely as it howled, gnawing at the ss like a demon trying to chew its way through. Its nose, mouth, and cheekbones ttened against the surface as it pressed in, desperate and
ravenous.
The once–clear ss quickly became streaked with bloody smears.
<i>Click</i><i>! </i>
<i>Click</i><i>! </i>
Everyone around Theresa tensed in an instant/
Graham and Dave were the first to draw their pistols.
They’d lost all their heavy weapons and were left with only sidearms.
The noise from her side of the hallway had caught the attention of nearby teams.
“What’s going on over there?”
“Lucas! We’ve got zombies!” Graham called out.
Lucas and the others rushed over right away.
Monica took one look at the line of offices filled with zombies and said confidently, “This is it!”
“You’re sure?”
“This is theb! It’s definitely somewhere along this hallway. I can’t tell which room exactly–but this is the row,” Monica replied firmly.
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Lucas again felt that Monica was nothing but trouble.
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He waved his hand and signaled everyone to begin searching the rooms along the hallway.
Theresa followed behind them, noting how this section waspletely different from the area on the left.
Instead of precision instruments, each room now resembled a patient ward. Every room contained hospital beds.
As she walked, she heard loud thuds from both sides as zombies threw themselves against the ss walls.
Each room held at least one zombie–some had four or five.
They sensed the presence of the living, mming into the ss with crazed hunger, gnashing and howling.
It was surreal–just thin sheets of ss separating them as they walked through a corridor surrounded on both sides by the undead.
If even one pane shattered, things would get real interesting.
Theresa, walking right behind the cannon fodder up front, kept her eyes and mind sharp.
She noticed something: every zombie here was fully intact. Not a single one bore bite marks.
That meant these weren’t infected–they had mutated on their own.
So why were there so many self–mutated zombies locked up here? 1
Could they have been studying this virus before the outbreak?
Theresa didn’t believe this small research facility was the virus‘ origin. She knew the zombie outbreak had happened everywhere, all at once.
If it had started here, the spread would’ve radiated outward–starting in Ansford, maybe, before reaching the rest of the world.
But that wasn’t the case. The outbreak had been global from day one.
Still, it was possible that the government had discovered the virus earlier and begun studying it in secret.
Before the outbreak, there had been a long period of flu–like illness. Even ten yearster, no one had ever traced the true source of the zombie virus.
One thing was clear, though: this pharmaceuticalb was no ordinary facility.
Lucas hade from the powerful Kl Camp, which in her past life was known for its elite Evoloids.
Now they were looking for something here.
There had to be a connection.
Theresa was still analyzing everything when a shout came from up ahead.
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“Found it! It’s this one!”
Monica strode to the front of the group, stopping before a sealed metal door.
It looked a lot like a radiology room from the old world–possibly shielding against nuclear radiation.
Monica pulled out a card, and with a <i>beep</i><i>, </i>a keypad lit up in front of her.
Under the protection of her teammates, she began punching in the code. But once she finished, a message shed on the screen: a second authorization was required.
“Beep–Please scan the secondary administrator ID.”
Everyone turned to look at Theresa.
“Ms. Hall, if you wouldn’t mind bringing over my card?” Lucas said politely.
Theresa strolled over at a leisurely pace. “Is that your way of asking me for a favor?”
Monica bristled with anger at the tone. <i>Favor</i>? That card belonged to them!