The underground basement was rather dreary, filled with the musty scent of mouldy and wet walls with a row of washing machines and two dryers along the wall beside the huge steel doors before they could rest.
Seth dragged them over before Muyue quickly helped him, stacking them atop each other while hearing the zombies banging and hitting the door.
They blocked it with the heavy washing machines.
"Haa.... damn, it was heavy."
Thankfully, with the pair, they could lift them with their combined strength.
"She's gone.... dead.... eaten before my eyes..." Scott seemed traumatised from his actions and the fact he didn't save the girl, who was now nothing more than a mere severed hand dripping with blood in his lap.
