-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_Fleur's Perspective-_-_-_-_-_-_-
"What the—" I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the undead zombie get obliterated by the array of light. It seems that the power that this pistol holds is one of the weapons that wasn't perfectly tuned for the abundant of power it contains; which is why it was left here inside a container, forgotten and stashed away.
Venice and Grey witnessed the scene and was now petrified from the power brought by the handgun that I presently wield.
They wordlessly stared at the rotten feet of what was left from the zombie before making their next move.
We have 2 options for us to escape alive from the agitated zombies outside the room, and each of which has its underlying risk.
We could either fight our away against the horde of zombies while using any items stacked inside the box
Or hastily sprawl ourselves outside and engage in a little game of cat and mouse.
