Chapter 255 A Kid Zombie
To Theresa, putting herself in danger was just in stupid.
But the more she thought about it, the more she wanted Quentin’s body.
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If she were half–zombie like him, she could walk straight through a horde without being attacked. The city could’ve been dered <b>safe </b>ages ago.
She wanted that more than the antidote serum.
Raaaargh-
The farther she went, the more zombies crowded the streets.
Theresa slipped through a narrow alley. The moment she stepped onto the main road, a massive swarm of zombies caught her <b>scent</b>.
They charged like rabid dogs
Without hesitation. Theresa grabbed Quentin. slung him over her back like a human shield, and began moving at lightning speed, weaving through the zombie–filled streets.
It didn’t take long to reach the hospital.
The bombs were on a timer–she just needed to nt them. Following Bennie’s n, she dropped the first tenth of the explosives in the outpatient building
The hospital was aplete disaster zone.
She’d passed by on the first day of the outbreak and had been stunned by the flood of zombies pouring in
and out.
Even with some having escaped, the inside was still packed–horde after horde.
After all, this was the biggest public hospital in the area.
After nting the bomb on the first floor, the dense <b>crowd </b>of zombies outside picked up her scent and surged inward.
With Quentin still on her back. Theresa ran deeper into the building.
She didn’t fight–just ran. <b>No </b>killing, only escape.
It wasn’t <b>unul </b>the third floor that the number of zombies finally dropped.
Most were packed into the first and second floors.
Bennie hard given her a detailedyout. <b>ording </b>to his data, unless something <b>went </b>wrong, the third floor should be the least crowded
And he was right.
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Theresa finally set Quentin down and nced around as she nted more bombs at the marked locations.
The third floor connected directly to the inpatient <b>wing</b>.
She moved carefully, her <b>steps </b>mulled by the thickyer of dust on the floor. It was eerily quiet.
There were no lights inside, only sunlight filtering in from the windows. She passed row after row of the tightly shut doctors offices<b>. </b>
Endocrinology, gastroenterology, and in the center–arge blood collection room and ab.
The blood collection room sat along a main hallway, with ten blood draw stations behind ss panels. During peak hours, every station would be open, rows of chairs filled with patients, and two silent disy screens above, used to call numbers.
Now, the chairs were overturned, blood smeared across the floors and seats, trailing from the windows straight to her feet.
She looked down at the blood, then turned toward the direction of the emergency exit just around the
Suddenly, a pale zombie face appeared right in front of her.
“Raaaargh
A zombie in a whiteb coat mmed itself against the emergency exit door.
Its face was pressed into the narrow gap of the locked door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The pounding echoed nonstop through the hallway.
This doctor zombie had probably been trapped in the stairwell for ages. The ss was covered in bloody handprints. Now that it sensed a living human, it went wild, pounding the door with renewed force.
“I was going to put this by the next door, but since you’re so eager, Fll give it to you instead.”
Theresa set a timer bomb right outside the zombie doctor’s door.
Quentin remained silent.
He watched her cheerfully nt the bomb and couldn’t help but smile.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed from the empty lobby ahead.
Theresa looked up and caught a glimpse of a child darting down the hallway.
“Did you see <b>that</b>?”
“Yeah, I did, Quentin replied,
“Human or zombie?”
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Quentin tilted his <b>head</b>. “Could be a ghost.”
“Screw you.”
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Theresa punched him in the arm, grabbed his hand, and took off in the direction the kid had run, nting bombs along the way and stretching her mind power to scan the situation of the entire floor.
<b>But </b>she didn’t pick up anything <b>strange</b>.
Not even zombies–this ce was nearly deserted.
She reached the spot <b>where </b>the kid had been, and as expected, there were small footprints in the thickyer of dust on the floor.