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CHAPTER 268: THE CABLE'S EDGE
THE CABLE'S EDGE
With a frantic determination, you begin shimmying sideways along the swaying cable, your hands leaving a trail of blood. Each agonizing inch forward feels like an eternity as the zombies below claw at the air, their guttural moans echoing in the dark chamber. The cable quivers under your weight, threatening to snap with each tremulous sway.
Your heart pounds in your chest, each beat counting down the seconds until the cable gives way. Eyes fixed on a potential landing point—a pile of debris that looks just soft enough to break a fall without breaking bones—you know the moment to leap will come soon. The path along the cable seems endless, but finally, the debris pile is within jumping distance.
Yet a new horror unfolds; the cable's integrity is failing, fibers splitting under your grip. A metallic groan rises, the cable beginning to give way entirely. Time constricts, urgency pulsating through every nerve as you prepare to jump, hoping desperately that the pile will hold.
As you loosen your grip, aiming for the debris, a thunderous crash echoes from above. Part of the ceiling collapses, sending a deluge of dust and stone cascading into the chamber. The sudden upheaval sends zombies scattering, but the chaos also obscures your vision, leaving your leap into uncertainty.
The air is thick with tension as you fall, your fate uncertain amid the swirling dust and debris. The world spins, the cries of the undead mingling with the crash of rubble, your life hanging quite literally by the thread of the cable and the success of your leap.
Your heart pounds in your chest, each beat counting down the seconds until the cable gives way. Eyes fixed on a potential landing point—a pile of debris that looks just soft enough to break a fall without breaking bones—you know the moment to leap will come soon. The path along the cable seems endless, but finally, the debris pile is within jumping distance.
Yet a new horror unfolds; the cable's integrity is failing, fibers splitting under your grip. A metallic groan rises, the cable beginning to give way entirely. Time constricts, urgency pulsating through every nerve as you prepare to jump, hoping desperately that the pile will hold.
As you loosen your grip, aiming for the debris, a thunderous crash echoes from above. Part of the ceiling collapses, sending a deluge of dust and stone cascading into the chamber. The sudden upheaval sends zombies scattering, but the chaos also obscures your vision, leaving your leap into uncertainty.
The air is thick with tension as you fall, your fate uncertain amid the swirling dust and debris. The world spins, the cries of the undead mingling with the crash of rubble, your life hanging quite literally by the thread of the cable and the success of your leap.