Ten minutes ago,
Muchen drove crazily while other followed behind.
"Oh god, please don't let us crash and die. Please… I have so much to live for." He could hear Hana's mumbling prayers in his ear, making him smile a bit.
"We are not going to die," he said confidently as he took a turn. They were quite close to the barricade so it was not going to be much of a hassle.
Suddenly he froze up.
He hit the breaks hard making the bike come to a screeching halt. His eyes widened ever so slight gazing ahead of them.
Thousands… thousands of zombies stood ahead close to the border.
The road trembled with the echo of growls and dragging feet.
The mass of rotting flesh and bone twisted toward them
Muchen swerved closer to Zei. "Now's your chance to be useful!" he shouted, gripping his handlebars tightly as the wind and adrenaline kicked up around him.
