One Last Escape (3)
Adam's pretentious act didn’t last long past lunch time, he sensed minimal vibration from the ground. Glancing from far to his side, one newly turned appeared to be running and frantically ran in his direction upon seeing him. “s**t?” He closed the door and ran into the back door, even before the new set of undead crowd smashed their way into the wooden house. He had to climb to the second floor and eventually get on the roof and from there ran at his might. The drone appeared in front of him and led him back to the control room. Back to his original situation. Trapped inside the room with undead pressing their bodies on the mirror and banging on his door. *Brrrr *Bzzzzzt The monitors turned themselves on once again. “Adam.” The voice called to him. “What the hell happened?” Adam
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