Chapter 427 The ssroom
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Theresa moved down the dim hallway, and the zombie students inside the ssrooms shifted as one, their empty eyes locked onto her with chilling focus.
She reached the front door and pressed the handle down.
Firm resistance stopped her cold.
She tested every ssroom along the corridor.
Each room was packed with undead students, and every single door was locked tight from the outside.
After checking several ssrooms on the fifth floor, Theresa said, “Someone’s locking these doors from the outside.
How do you know?”
“Because none of the ssrooms‘ doors can be locked from the inside.
Some schools might have that kind of mechanism, but most did not.
The fact that these doors were locked could only mean one thing: these zombie kids were locked up. There was someone doing this.
They were never released.
“So why are there still so many zombie kids out there if they’re supposed to be locked in?” Quentin asked, brows furrowed.
Theresa raised her head to check the ssrooms‘ signs.
Senior year.
Theresa pointed at the ss signs above the doors.
“They’re all seniors. Senior sses start early.
The other gradeseter. Only these kids are locked in.”
Quentin nodded, impressed by her sharp observation and clear reasoning.
“So, they locked them up because they turned into zombies?”
Theresa shook her head slowly, lost in thought. I’m not sure yet.”
There was not enough info to be certain of the guess.
Before she could gather more, a sharp, piercing scream tore through the air from the fourth floor.
The scream cracked the silence like a whip, sparking chaos inside and out.
The zombie students pounding on the locked doors went berserk, mming with brutal force.
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Outside, the surrounding zombies snapped out of their trance and exploded into a frenzy.
They tore through the streets like a tidal wave of decay, limbs iling wildly as they charged toward the school.
Suddenly, a window in the earliest ssroom behind Theresa shattered with a deafening crash.-
A flood of zombies burst through, crashing onto jagged shards of broken ss.
Several zombie boys fell first, sprawling and struggling to rise amid the cruel, sharp floor.
Behind them, a wave of zombies trampled their fallenrades, grinding torn flesh against razor–sharp ss.
The air was thick with the sickening sounds of cracking bones and guttural groans, a brutal symphony of
carnage.
The zombie students surged forward with savage hunger.
ssroom after ssroom, windows exploded open as waves of the undead poured out in thick, relentless
swarms
Their faces were pale and cracked with ck veins, bodies scarred with deep bite marks and rotting flesh.
Few remained even remotely whole.
Leading the pack, a zombie girl sprinted with half her skull missing, thick, brain–like goo oozing and dripping from the raw wound like melting wax.
A chorus of chilling howls echoed through the halls, a haunting symphony of death and decay.
Theresa clenched Quentin’s hand tightly and bolted down the stairs.
By the time they reached the fourth floor, zombies flooded up the stairwell from below like a dark river.
A bloated zombie chef blocked their path, staggering forward.
Despite years of decay, his bulky frame was unmistakable.
He wore a filthy white apron stained dark with dried blood and tattered sleeve guards.
His gray, lifeless eyes locked on Theresa with relentless hunger.
A gaping hole on one side of his neck dripped dried blood like a morbid faucet, leaking life.
He looked like a nightmare chef ripped from the darkest horror film.
He swung his sleeve–covered arms wildly, charging with terrifying excitement.
Zombies poured in from every direction, a relentless tide rising toward the fourth floor.
Theresa scanned the surroundings fast, plotting to trap them in a deadly choke point on the stairs.
Suddenly, a ssroom door mmed open behind her.
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Two teenagers burst into view, shouting urgently, their faces etched with panic.
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