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CHAPTER 315: WHISPER OF THE DEAD
WHISPER OF THE DEAD
The underbrush provides you a slim margin of safety as you and the bandit lay motionless, listening to the chorus of death shuffle past. You force yourself to remain still, feeling every muscle tense as you mentally count the seconds. Each groan from the horde feels like a countdown to your doom.
After what feels like an eternity, the sound of the zombies begins to fade, their moans mixing with the distant crackle of flames. The bandit shifts slightly, his eyes darting to you for reassurance, but you give a silent signal for patience. Timing is everything.
You slowly peer through the leaves, spotting only a few stragglers. The majority of the horde seems to have moved on, drawn by the distant noises. Now is your chance. You signal the bandit to prepare himself; he'll have to trust you to guide him out of this peril.
Suddenly, a snap of a twig behind you breaks the tenuous calm. You whip around, heart dropping as you spot a lone zombie stumbling towards your hiding spot. Its hollow eyes lock onto yours, and it lets out a guttural growl. There's no time to think—a decision must be made before it alerts the others.
After what feels like an eternity, the sound of the zombies begins to fade, their moans mixing with the distant crackle of flames. The bandit shifts slightly, his eyes darting to you for reassurance, but you give a silent signal for patience. Timing is everything.
You slowly peer through the leaves, spotting only a few stragglers. The majority of the horde seems to have moved on, drawn by the distant noises. Now is your chance. You signal the bandit to prepare himself; he'll have to trust you to guide him out of this peril.
Suddenly, a snap of a twig behind you breaks the tenuous calm. You whip around, heart dropping as you spot a lone zombie stumbling towards your hiding spot. Its hollow eyes lock onto yours, and it lets out a guttural growl. There's no time to think—a decision must be made before it alerts the others.