I covered my mouth with my trembling hands, trying not to make my breathing too noisy as Li and Timothy coiled themselves in a corner, sweating terribly in fear. Mona hid behind Li, whose face was so pale I was scared he might collapse from too much tension and terror.
The hairs on my skin stood in suspense as another bone-chilling howl echoed in the area. Jayson crouched and lifted his hand in front of us protectively, anticipating the incoming attack that may happen once the undead finds us. He tightened his grip on the ax as we all silently waited for the owner of that shadow; the moaning grew more audible as seconds passed.
"Move!" Jayson hissed between his teeth, so low that I almost didn't hear it. He slowly stepped and walked beside the aisle between the high piles of the huge box
