The alarm echoed between the buildings like a beacon.
More figures began emerging from side streets.
Some staggered out of luxury boutiques.
Others climbed over abandoned vehicles.
A few wandered out of the underground parking garage across the street.
Kai looked over his shoulder and felt his stomach sink.
"There has to be at least fifty now."
Killian didn't bother counting this time.
The exact number no longer mattered.
There were too many.
"Ten more meters," he called.
The jewelry store stood directly ahead.
Its massive glass entrance reflected the flashing lights of abandoned cars and the silhouettes of dozens of approaching zombies.
It had never looked so far away.
A security gate had already been lowered halfway across the entrance, leaving only enough room for a person to squeeze underneath.
Erik pointed toward it.
"That's our way in!"
A zombie security guard staggered out from beneath the half-open gate.
