"They are looking for us!" Sham looked at the creepy figures. "Is it our smell? Impossible, we are so far away."
Dudian stared with gloom at the approaching undeads, as he thought to himself. "They should not be aware of our presence. If they were then they won't acted so slowly. If it was detection through smell, then Scott's group had so many people. They should have left a much thicker scent than us. It seems that there will be more than a dozen undeads..."
Mason looked at Dudian and asked in a hurry, "Dean, what should we do now? If they close down on this place they will notice our presence."
"Do not panic." Dudian frowned. Recalling all the previous events he suddenly thought of a a previously neglected issue. "They don't have consciousness, therefore as a result they can't make rational choices. They would even jump down from a high rise building. They don't have the concept of death and aren't aware what is dangerous for them. So how do they identify their preys?"
