New York has fallen, the streets are full of the citizens' cries and the dinosaurs' roars. Some people tried to escape in their cars, but they were no match for the might of the rampaging Tyrannosaurus. Explosions and dense smoke began to rise in the city.
There are plenty of gun stores, so occasional scattered gunshots can still be heard, interspersed with citizens' cheers, which quickly turned into screams and fleeing.
Tang Zheng was strolling through the corridors of the hospital, nonchalantly inspecting the deserted wards. Occasionally, he would glance out of the windows, where he could see the figures of people fleeing in panic.
"Where's the operating room? I've always wanted to see it. This is an opportunity. And the blood bank, and stuff." Lu Fan puckered her lips, counting off places she wanted to go on her fingers, completely without any sense of tension. What are dead people to her? They're not her kindred, after all.
