We made it out onto a familiar road. In the distance, the outline of a settlement appeared—sprawled on the edge of the forest in a valley that reminded me of the sea. Stop! Why the sea? Where are the waves coming from?.. I wiped my tired eyes with worry.
“Look!” my partner shouted, pulling out a carbine. “What’s that there? Dead people?!”
I looked closer. Damn it! Those aren’t waves, but a mass of thousands of zombies, swaying like rotten porridge. They had piled up against the settlement’s gates and were trying to break inside…