"Tap, tap, tap." The sound of shoes striking the floor echoed out. It wasn't loud, but in this deathly silent space, every sound felt unnaturally clear.
The zombie lay in wait for its prey, unaware that the so-called prey was not prey at all, but a hunter.
This was the first time Louis had sensed an energy that could help him grow stronger. He was certain that the zombie inside was on a completely different level from the ones outside, and its crystal was continuously emitting a scent that irresistibly tempted him.
There was nothing particularly special about the second floor of the supermarket. It was a separate frozen meat section. Clearly, no one had ever passed through here. However, the refrigeration had never stopped running. In fact, it seemed to be operating even more intensely. The moment the door was opened, icy air poured out, almost materializing into mist, making everything within sight blur into hazy obscurity.
