"Ethan, you sure about this?" Chris asked, his voice low and tight as they reached the stairwell.
Ethan exhaled slowly, eyes scanning the shadows below. "In a situation like this, who can be sure? But we've both powered up, and with our abilities, we've got a shot. It's worth trying."
Chris hesitated. "What if I go invisible and scout ahead first?"
Ethan shook his head. "No. Your invisibility doesn't last long yet, and we've got no idea how many zombies are down there. If you bump into one by accident, it's game over. We're better off sticking together and covering each other."
"Alright," Chris said, though he didn't sound thrilled.
They moved cautiously down the stairs.
The sixth-floor landing was clear—no sign of the undead. But as they crept down to the fifth, they ran into exactly what they didn't want to see.
Three zombies were shuffling aimlessly in the stairwell.
