Mia's pov
The next day. I opened my eyes on a very different terrace, similar to the game I had played earlier in the day. The building wasn't a random one, but it was a merge of reality.
‘What is this place?” I asked myself, only for me to discover something behind the blue. I realized I could still pick from the list of weapons I had in my archives. I wondered if this was reality or I was still in the game. I couldn't tell.
I began to hear sets of instructions that I must follow, only with that could I ever survive. I haven't experienced this before in my life. This was my first.
It didn't take long that I saw zombies in groups, coming from an uncompleted building. The first wave didn't have guns in their hands. In fact, they wanted to get close to me so that they could feast on my
