C370 Tide of Corpses

The first ray of sunlight shone on the rooftop in the early morning. The shack was quiet, and even the gunshots that had been ringing for half the night had stopped. Apart from the shaking of the head, there was only a mess on the street.

Without any sound or the smell of the dead, the berserk undead became quiet. They were waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly