The highway was silent as the graveyard. There was nothing that was there except the smog and littered cars that were on the road. The five level-three zombies slowly walked through the road, bumping through the cars and themselves, but they were not bothered by anything.
They were slow, with guttural noises coming out of their infected throats and their bodies. As the zombies slowly crept closer to their location, Lucas held Nick's arms to pull him down to hide. He doesn't understand why Nick kept on looking outside. He just told him to hide, but he did the opposite instead.
"L-Lucas," He watched as Nick wanted to say something when they both heard the zombie walking near the hiding spot that they were in.
