Rick, who had already entered the room, felt as if he heard something, looked back, but discovered that there was nothing behind him.
Shaking his head, Rick decided to go back to his room and try to sleep, perhaps his sense of survival had made him a very suspicious man.
He left the room, and walked in the direction of the stairs.
Thinking about this, he put away the machete and took the flashlight out of his pocket to walk more safely.
Whistling!
And when he turned on the flashlight in his hand, a dazzling light shot into the opposite room, instantly illuminating the dark room white, and Rick, who was originally relaxed, was startled by what he saw.
A slightly thin man was hiding in the corner of the room at this point, holding a dagger in his hand, which he had raised high, but temporarily lost his vision due to the strong flashlight.
However, he still rushed forward relying on his memory just before he lost his vision, and the dagger in his hand reflected a cold light under the lantern light!
The guy suddenly appearing made Rick startle, but the psychological quality he had trained all year was not in vain, so he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the enemy's fatal knife heading for his neck.
Rick couldn't help but feel gleeful at his good reaction, fortunately he was in the hallway, otherwise it would be difficult to dodge if he were to walk to the door.
This thought was fleeting, and without hesitation, he kicked the enemy's leg.
Boom!
Boom!
Being kicked by Rick, this person immediately fell forward on the ground. He still wanted to get up, but when he heard a clear sound of a gun being loaded, his body froze in place.
"Don't move! Drop your weapon and raise your hands slowly."
Seeing that the situation was over, the man simply dropped the dagger in his hand. Before the opponent recovered from the strong light, Rick took a closer look at the man who was in his mid-thirties. He wore dirty clothes like anyone else not in a community today, his face was thin, obviously caused by long term malnutrition.
The movement downstairs obviously alarmed Morgan, who was watching the night upstairs, he rushed downstairs and the sound he made also woke Elen and the others in the other room.
"What's wrong?" Elen, who poked her head out of the door, looked blankly at Guillermo who was holding a short shotgun, and with shared doubts, they both hurried down the stairs.
Rick ignored the movement behind him and pointed his gun firmly at the enemy's head, his tone slow but full of warning.
"Who are you and why did you attack me?"
The man on the ground narrowed his eyes and looked at Rick after recovering for a while. By this time, Morgan and the others had already come down the stairs, standing on the other side of the hallway pointing their guns at the unknown man.
"You come into my house and ask who I am?"
Elen was obviously hesitant when she heard the man's words. She immediately felt that she had misunderstood him. She was about to beg for mercy for that man, but when she saw that he was lying, she didn't want Rick to get the wrong idea.
"No, this isn't your house. You're not in the pictures in this room at all. You think we don't know that?"
Seeing that the lie was exposed, the man's eyes showed no panic and he wore a strange expression. Suddenly, his eyes looked behind Morgan and the others.
Some people felt a shiver behind them and turned their heads unconsciously, only to discover that there was no one behind them. At this moment, a deafening gunshot rang in their ears!
Bang!
Everyone who had turned their heads looked back again, but only saw the corpse of this stranger, Rick's face was full of blood, but he said nothing and stepped forward indifferently, picked up this man's bag with one hand, and the gun in the other.
Elen originally couldn't stand the man's death, but when she saw Rick's actions, she instantly understood the intricacies of the matter.
Rick was able to notice small details that she didn't, and produced in her mind an outcome where no one in their group was hurt.
If it wasn't for Rick, they might have been killed by the other party in the dark of night. At this moment, her admiration for Rick grew stronger.
Her sister on the second floor also came downstairs with Katie, and the sound of stomping on the stairs woke the pensive Elen. She looked up the stairs and felt relief that it was her sister.
"Noa, don't let Katie look at this!"
Rick turned his head and said, so Elen suddenly knew what was happening and went up the stairs to stop her sister from continuing down, then whispered a few words to her without Katie hearing.
Morgan wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Rick raising his hand, gesturing for silence,
Only then did he slowly close the door in front of him, turn around and walk to the back, scanning the walls of the room as he walked.
When his eyes landed on the stairs, he seemed to have found something. He walked over and began groping around the wall, and soon found a hidden handle. Morgan and Guillermo raised their guns silently and nodded slightly.
Click!
Rick flung open the secret door, and the Colt gun in his hand pointed into the room at once, and a stench covered the surface, causing the faces of the three people to change slightly.
Suppressing the pungent smell, he entered the room, which was very small and they had not taken into account before, a small room built using the space under the stairs appeared in front of their sights.
Shaking his head slightly, indicating that there was no danger, he was the first to enter the room.
The first thing he noticed was the writing on the wall of the room that covered the entire wall. At first, the writing was obviously written with a ballpoint pen, but by the end, the writing turned blood red and he smelled that smell coming out of the room. Everyone didn't hesitate as they thought it was human blood.
Morgan looked at the writing on the wall as he held his nose and read it from his mouth.
"I will not die! All monsters deserve to die! I killed her and buried her in the backyard! They all must die..."
Guillermo looked at the passages on the wall and shuddered uncontrollably. He muttered to himself on his way.
"Oh, this friend was already crazy!"
Morgan said nothing, just reached out his hand and patted Rick's shoulder, saying sincerely. "You saved us all, a lot of us might have died if it wasn't for you."
Rick was also in a bad mood at this point, he barely revealed with a smile, turned around and walked towards the living room.
The two behind them looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Having escaped the catastrophe without any injuries, the group of people simply felt that they had no sleep at all, so they all gathered in the living room and chatted quietly, before they all fell asleep without realizing it.
...
Early morning.
The noise outside the door startled Elen, she sat up and looked towards the window, only to find that it was covered by curtains.
Glancing at Katie beside her, the girl was sleeping soundly at the moment, she carefully removed the arms they held, then got up and walked to the window.
Rhgr!
The slowly opening curtain made Elen clearly observe the street outside the window, then, as if she had been startled by something, she pulled the curtain again with both hands.
The sky outside the window was still a bit dark, and the sun had not yet risen, but it was enough for her to see the dense horde outside the window!