C30 Third Door

Fatty gripped a dagger, and in an instant, he transformed, his gaze fixed on the elevator doors with an air of calm composure.

Contrary to the audience's expectations, the slender nuclear zombie was far from frail. As the countdown hit zero, the metal rings binding his feet snapped open, and he leapt into the air, lunging at Fatty.

Caught off guard by the preemptive strike