51 Savior
Paul felt Judith let go of her hold on him. He rose to his haunches, his eyes riveted on the monstrosity—no, monstrosities—besieging his team and some of the sufferers still able to fight. Judith crouched beside him. He looked to see an awestruck expression on her face. “What the hell is that?!” he exclaimed, moving aside and pulling her with him to hide behind the receptionist’s desk. “I have no idea, Paul,” she said sincerely. “But we need to get away from here and help the others first. We’ll get our answers later.” Paul nodded and peeped out only to see someone amble from a distance. “Is that…Jimmy?” Judith whispered. Paul made a move to come after the traitor but Judith held him back, a finger on her lips. They crouched lower and to Paul’s amazement, all the zombies in the lobby
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