Chapter 529 Unanswered Origins
Chapter 529 Unanswered Origins.
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The virus had been discovered long before the outbreak. The three Ark Camps <b>were </b>the proof.
But something about thisb didn’t add up. None of its records had ever appeared in <b>Ark </b>Camp archives. That was impossible. The government had done everything it could to <b>trace </b>the source of the virus, gathering and syncing all research data to the Ark Camps for preservation, ensuring the work could continue even after the apocalypse.
If thisb wasn’t in the official records, then there was only one exnation–it wasn’t a government facility. But if not, then what was it? Who had the resources to research the virus even before the state?
What was in those ampules? Was Subject No. 3 truly a man–made mental–type zombie? If there was a No. 3, then surely there had been a No. 2, a No. 1, perhaps even a Zero. Where were those subjects now?
Theresa felt herself caught in a far deeper mystery than before.
“Theresa, I’ve been here before.”
Vinny’s small voice cut through her thoughts. Theresa turned sharply to her. The girl walked to a white cab, crouched, and fumbled in the gap beneath it. After a few tries, she pulled out a doll.
“This was my mom’s gift to me,” Vinny said, clutching the toy in her hands.
Theresa’s expression darkened.
Vinny was only six and a half. With the apocalypse already four years in, she must have been here before it began–when she was just two.
“What did your mom do?” Theresa asked.
“She was a doctor, I think. She gave people shots,” Vinny answered.
“Where is she now?” Theresa pressed.
“Dead.”
“How? Where?<b>” </b>
“I don’t remember,” Vinny admitted. She had been far too young to recall.
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Theresa studied the girl’s small face, wanting to ask more, when screams rang out from below.
“Ahhhhh!”
Theresa nced around the room. “Quentin, pack everything up!”
“Yes, Beautiful!” Quentin immediately began collecting everything in sight.
Meanwhile, on the fourth floor, fire, water, and metal abilities red wildly, hammering the endless wave of zombies flooding the corridor. Blood beaded along the barbed wire strung across the hallways and stairs, traps snapping shut <i>to </i>ensnare countless undead. But still, the tide pressed forward.
The defenders‘ space grew smaller with every minute. A zombie gnawed on the body of one victim, then dropped it and lunged toward fresher prey. Its crimson maw dripped warm blood as it scrambled across the ground in a blur, straight for Lara cowering in the corner.
Her pupils widened in terror. <i>I’m </i><i>doomed</i><i>… </i>
But just as the creatureunched itself, it mmed into an invisible wall and froze.
“Fall back!”
A crisp voice rang out.
Theresa appeared, battle uniform gleaming under the dim light. She swept her gaze over the windows–the zombies had been drawn inside, which meant the streets outside were clear.
The group’s spirits soared the moment they saw her.
“Boss!”
“Theresa!”
“All <i>of </i>you, get <i>down</i>. I’ll hold them.” She raised a wall of air between her team and the horde, then tossed a <i>rope </i><i>out </i>the fourth–floor window, letting it drop to the ground below.
Relief washed over every face. With Theresa there, everything felt under control.
Graham went first, sliding down and clearing out a few stragglers at the base. He <i>stood </i>guard, ready <i>to </i>receive the others as they descended one <i>by </i>one–Dave, Malcolm… Lara, and L.
As Lara clutched the rope and lowered herself, her thoughts spun back to the <i>day </i>before. There hadn’t been a single zombie outside now, and she still found it terrifying. At the time, with the undead swarming below, it was beyond imagining. Too terrifying to even think about.