I leaned back against the cabinet, trying to steady my breathing, when something on the floor caught my attention—a piece of paper lying just a few steps away.
Curiosity mingled with caution as I crawled over to it, my eyes narrowing on the bold letters printed across the top: "Viral Outbreak."
What the...?
My heart sank.
The implications of those words were chilling, conjuring images of chaos, sickness, and possibly the very situation I found myself in—a school overrun by monsters.
Then, a sudden realization hit me hard, and I muttered, "No way, no way, those zombies... They were all caused by this virus."
Then, my eyes darted toward a red radio sitting on the desk.
I picked it up, surprised.
This radio...
It's here?
I was surprised because radios were common in my previous world, but in this current, ruined world, most old artifacts and instruments, including radios, were lost.
