"Why are you so down?" Daria asked once Mathew pulled himself out of his shocked state. "Didn't we get quite a lot of cores?" she then asked, spreading her arms and pointing at all the zombie's heads littering the floor.
Some of them still moved. Without a trauma directly to the brain, they wouldn't cease to exist. Yet, thanks to the vitality of everyone in Mathew's group, any accidental bites hardly posed any risk.
'At most, those would amount to an annoyance,' Mathew thought before dropping the bottom of his ax and smashing the skull of the nearest mobile head.
"We certainly did." Mathew heaved a deep sigh. He then rested his hands on his hips before turning around and looking at the locked doors. "But I don't understand why they didn't attack," he revealed without much hesitation.
"Those zombies at the back?" Daria asked before glancing over in the same direction. "Maybe the area is too narrow?" she guessed while raising her hand and then scratching the side of her head.
