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CHAPTER 171: ESCAPE FROM THE EDGE
ESCAPE FROM THE EDGE
You quickly help the survivor to their feet, the urgency of the situation fueling both your movements. The air is thick with the sound of groans and shuffling feet; the dead are closing in, lured by the chaos. You glance around frantically, your eyes catching on a narrow path leading up and away from the canyon’s edge. It’s a steep climb, but it might just be your salvation.
“Follow me!” you shout over your shoulder, dashing towards the potential escape route. The survivor is right behind you, their breath heavy with fear and exertion. The two of you scramble up the rocky incline, each step a battle against gravity and fatigue. Loose stones clatter downwards, echoing like gunshots in the canyon below, but you push forward, driven by the instinct to survive.
Just as you reach the top, the ground trembles beneath your feet—a reminder that this precarious ledge is far from safe. You glance back and see the first of the zombies cresting the rise, their eyes clouded, jaws snapping hungrily.
Panic flares in your chest. There’s no time to waste. You sprint across the plateau, the survivor keeping pace beside you. Ahead, the landscape opens up, revealing a derelict outpost nestled against the canyon wall. It’s your only hope for refuge.
Suddenly, the ground quakes violently, and a fissure splits the plateau, separating you from the survivor. They teeter on the edge, eyes wide with terror.
“Jump!” you urge, extending your hand once more, just as the undead swarm closes in from behind.
“Follow me!” you shout over your shoulder, dashing towards the potential escape route. The survivor is right behind you, their breath heavy with fear and exertion. The two of you scramble up the rocky incline, each step a battle against gravity and fatigue. Loose stones clatter downwards, echoing like gunshots in the canyon below, but you push forward, driven by the instinct to survive.
Just as you reach the top, the ground trembles beneath your feet—a reminder that this precarious ledge is far from safe. You glance back and see the first of the zombies cresting the rise, their eyes clouded, jaws snapping hungrily.
Panic flares in your chest. There’s no time to waste. You sprint across the plateau, the survivor keeping pace beside you. Ahead, the landscape opens up, revealing a derelict outpost nestled against the canyon wall. It’s your only hope for refuge.
Suddenly, the ground quakes violently, and a fissure splits the plateau, separating you from the survivor. They teeter on the edge, eyes wide with terror.
“Jump!” you urge, extending your hand once more, just as the undead swarm closes in from behind.