Under the cloak of night, Medical College was engulfed in silence, with only the occasional rustling sounds coming from the green belts.
From the outside, those branches stretching out from the fence looked like a row of dark shadows, twisting and deforming with the wind, as if spirits were struggling to break out of their cage.
"Gurgle..."
A shaky figure appeared on the deserted street, his arms hanging limp by his sides, swaying weakly back and forth, his head tilted slightly to one side, and his twisted face bearing a pair of blood-red eyes fixated on those shaking shadows.
When he reached the front of the fence, staring blankly at these branches, he suddenly seemed to sense something and raised his head.
"Snap!"
A huge white shadow descended from the sky and rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
Stepped on the forehead, the last scene in the eyes of this zombie was the white shadow nimbly jumping into the bushes.
He staggered twice before collapsing...
