A small group of three people and one dog crossed the silent streets of the urban fringe. Adrian led the way, followed by Elise, an army soldier, and a conscript. Vex looked ahead, nose and eyes twitching.
"What's the matter, buddy?" Adrian gazed at the alerted dog.
An isolated warehouse stood in the distance. Dried murky dark blood stained the steel gates. Corpses of the undead rotting outside of it.
Adrian frowned as he surveyed through his binoculars. There wasn't that much blood yesterday, but now, he had encountered this.
"Something must have happened. We must regroup now, and fast."
He retreated from the window and exited to the back door. Their small group cut through several alleys before stopping in front of a five-story building overlooking the warehouse at a safe distance.
The building served as Adrian squad's temporary outpost. For now.
Adrian approached the rear door and knocked on it three times.
"Signal," a voice called from the inside.
"Confirmed."
