Keroli clutches the little girl's hand tightly, his grip firm and protective, as he races up the escalator at full speed.
His breathing is ragged, and his heart pounds in his chest as he keeps glancing back over his shoulder.
The sight behind him is terrifying—an unstoppable horde of zombies surging forward, trampling over one another in their frenzy to reach them.
"Ken, hurry up!" Keroli shouts over the chaos. "Pick her up and run! I'll distract the zombies and lead them away from you!"
Ken nods quickly, understanding the urgency in Keroli's voice, and grabs the little girl, lifting her into his arms.
He begins running toward the third floor, his movements fueled by pure adrenaline.
Keroli, on the other hand, remains on the second floor. He knows he needs to buy time for Ken and the girl, but the odds are daunting.
The zombies are relentless, their speed frighteningly unnatural.
