Chapter 258 Five Silent Survivors
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The hallway was pitch dark, and the charging zombies looked even more twisted and terrifying in the
shadows.
<b>Just </b>as they lunged at Theresa, a powerful st of water shot out with a loud thud, stopping them in their
tracks.
Right after, a katana sliced clean through the mist like it was silk. In one fluid motion, every adult zombie was decapitated.
Secondster, the hallway was silent–every <b>single </b>adult zombie wiped out.
Theresa sheathed her de. So far, the most dangerous thing she’d seen in this hospital <b>was </b>still that kid zombie.
The adults hadn’t evolved much at all.
As soon as the zombie hit the ground, the woman who’d led them here ran over, eyes wide and thrilled. This time, <b>she </b>looked at Theresa like she <b>was </b>seeing her in a whole new light. Grinning from ear to <b>ear</b>, <b>she </b>said, “You’re amazing!”
But before she could finish, a katana was suddenly pressed against her neck.
“Who the hell are <b>you</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
Theresa’s eyes were ice cold.
She was always cautious and serious–there was <b>no </b>way she’d let some <b>random </b>woman tag along without <b>knowing </b>who she really was. Especially one who could turn out to be a serious threat.
The moment thest zombie dropped, she didn’t hesitate. Her katana was already at the woman’s throat.
But the woman didn’t flinch. This is fun! This is really fun! Let me y <b>too</b>!”
She even reached out, like she was going to grab the de.
Theresa spun and kicked her straight into the wall. “Hold her down!”
Quentin jumped in, pinning the woman to the floor.
“What are you doing?! You monster! Let <b>me </b>go! You’re the monster! Get away from me! Ahhh! Help!”
Shut up, Theresa snapped. “Are you even a normal human?”
Tam! Dr. Tarson, I’m normal! I’m back to normal! Let me go!
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Theresa <b>blinked</b>. “Didn’t <b>you </b><b>say </b>your name was Sienna Larson?”
Dr. Larson, I know I messed up! I won’t pretend to be you anymore! Please, don’t give me another shot! I promise I’ll be good this time!
Theresa <b>was </b>stunned.
But now she understood–this <b>woman </b>wasn’t a doctor or a nurse. She was a patient. A mental patient.
Quentin caught the edge of a blue–<b>and</b>–white hospital gown sticking out from under her fake nurse uniform
“Beautiful, she’s a patient here. She’s got mental issues.
Theresa was at a <b>loss </b>for words<b>. </b>
Just then, <b>the </b>sound of a child crying echoed down the hall.
The <b>second </b>it started, the woman exploded with strength, throwing Quentin off like he weighed nothing. She bolted toward the sound so fast, <b>even </b>Theresa couldn’t catch her right <b>away</b>.
When they finally caught up, five kids of different ages were clinging to her like baby birds.
And just like <b>that</b><b>, </b>the woman seemedpletely lucid. She crouched protectively <b>around </b>them like <b>a </b>mother hen, arms spread wide, shielding them all.
She soothed each child gently, murmuring <b>words </b>offort.
Theresa stared, stunned.
There really were kids,
Not one. Not two, Five.
She had <b>no </b>idea how a mentally ill woman had managed to keep five kids alive for a year in a crawling with zombies.
How is that even possible? And she’s even a psych patient.
“How <b>did </b>she even <b>manage </b>that? Quentin blurted out, just <b>as </b>stunned.
“No idea, Theresa said, still staring at the <b>woman</b>. “<b>But </b>we’re taking her with us.”
Whatever her methods, they couldn’t leave her behind.
The ce was about to go up in mes–they had to get the kids out.
<b>hospital </b>
Five minutester, Theresa had finished nting explosives at all the designated points around the <b>hospital</b>.
The woman was pushing a medicine cart, all five kids piled on top.
They were all really young–the oldest maybe five, the youngest barely a year old.
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But they were unbelievably quiet.
Not a single <b>sound</b>.
It was like they’d adapted to surviving here, knowing instinctively to stay silent.
The woman stayed close behind Theresa, pushing the cart.
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Theresa stood at a third–floor window, trying to figure out how to get the kids <b>and </b>the woman safely out.
After a moment of thinking, she turned to Quentin. “Quentin, can I trust you just this once?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Do you want to <b>give </b>it a try?”
Theresa exhaled slowly. In the end, she chose to trust him.
She didn’t have many options.
There was no way she could get all <b>five </b>kids out alone.