C151 Five Tshaped Zombies!

Despite the relentless gunfire echoing from the upper floors of the building, Willett cradled Carolyn in his arms and made his way to the main entrance. He looked down at the survivors kneeling and pounding on the door, their heads bowing in desperate pleas, and felt no compassion. These were the same people who, when their benefactor was betrayed, showed not a hint of anger or sympathy