Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

The moment I just finished saying this, Chen Ming suddenly looked upstairs as if he had realized something.

After staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, he followed my grasping hand and pulled me up from the bed.

"What's the matter?" I followed Chen Ming's gaze and looked at the ceiling with some doubts, but there was nothing unusual at all.

Without answering my words, Chen Ming didn't let go of my hand, and pulled out directly.

Seeing that his expression is obviously more serious than before, I dare not say anything, miraculously, I don't feel as tired as I just did.

When he walked through the corridor on the second floor and returned to the stairwell, Chen Ming paused and glanced downstairs and upstairs respectively.

Because Chen Ming seemed to pay particular attention to the stairs here, I also kept a careful eye on this stairwell.

As a result, after looking closely, something was really wrong.

It has been about a year since the eruption of the walking dead, and the stairs here should have been gone for a year, but when I looked closely, I suddenly found some very obvious footprints.

On the thick dust, the footprints are still very clear.

At least it proves that they have stayed recently.

But... when I came in, the big iron lock outside was already rusty, and it didn't look like something new... My heart was tight, I immediately grabbed Chen Ming's hand and approached him. A bit.

After watching around, he whispered to Chen Ming, "Is anyone here?"

Aware of my nervousness, Chen Ming dragged me behind him and continued upstairs and said, "Go up and take a look."

Surrounded by tension, the two of us quickly reached the third floor...

The layout is exactly the same as on the second floor.

Chen Ming stood at the end for a while, then walked around the front room and pulled me directly towards the last 320 room.

It is the position directly above the 220 where we stayed just now.

There is also a thick carpet on the corridor. The walls on both sides are made of a reflective material and I don’t know what material it is. In short, it looks quite tall.

I was a little nervous, and I was always frightened by the reflections of Chen Ming and me on the wall next to the corner of my eye.

The relaxed mood of inspecting the second floor is completely gone.

Finally, we walked to the door of the innermost room. I let go of Chen Ming's hand to prevent it from opening the door for a while. In case there is something to kill in there, it is convenient for both of us to escape and fight back.

A strange smell can already be faintly smelled in the air, and I can't tell you exactly what it smells like. In short, it doesn't smell very good.

Beckon me to stand aside to prevent me from facing the door of the room.

Chen Ming quickly unscrewed the doorknob, quickly opened the door and stepped in by himself.

When I was still in a daze, the door of the room was closed from inside, and it took two seconds to react, knowing that Chen Ming was going to go in and see what was going on by himself, and just about to unscrew the doorknob to follow up. I scanned it and found that it was at the end of the corridor. In the small hall directly facing the corridor in front of the elevator on the third floor, there seemed to be a figure rushing into the stairwell.

Because I was scared and numb by the reflection on the wall before, at that moment, I thought that the figure that flashed by was just my own shadow.

But after I understood it in the next second, I almost urinated my pants in shock.

This is so... there is no mirror at the end! Where's the shadow? ! ! !

In other words... the figure that just flashed past... really passed by there! Something real? ! ! !

Without the bright lights of the past, the hotel will be very dim. The air is full of unpleasant and weird smells, as well as a lot of dust.

Such a corridor that was supposed to be empty, suddenly drifted past a black figure silently...

It was unexpectedly stiff for a long time before I finally couldn't hold it back, and with a scream of lightning, I opened the doorknob and rushed into the room.

As a result, the voice had just opened, and I was going to stop it in time when I saw Chen Ming. After seeing the man sitting on the sofa in the room, it finally turned into a heart-piercing scream. Howled out.

But the scream only lasted for a second before Chen Ming, who rushed over quickly, covered his mouth and nose.

"Don't say anything, people just died."

The scream just raised his head, and the rest was held in his stomach abruptly.

Staring at the ‘person’ on the sofa has almost reached the limit.

To be honest, I don't know if it is appropriate to use the word "person" on it. Because of the thing in front of me, forgive me, I can only call it a thing, it really doesn't look like a person.

Fortunately, the head is still a normal human head, but I don't know if the bone joints of the mouth are staggered because of excessive opening. This will cause the jaw to sag strangely, and it looks as if the mouth is wide open.

And there were only two **** holes in his eyes.

The ears are gone too...wrapped in a black gauze, it seems that they have been wrapped for a long time.

This person is a man, sitting on the sofa at this moment, naked, right! Not even a strand of hair!

A layer of unknown pustules appeared on both legs, stomach and arms. They were huge! I always feel that if those pustules are picked up, a thick thick water might flow out of them.

And... what makes me most unacceptable is that the man... the thing between his legs... is gone.

Not at all.

If you look closely, you can still see neat cutting points on his bruised body.

Even as a woman, I can't help my legs feel weak at this time.

After Chen Ming let go, I finally couldn't help it, rushing into the bathroom and vomiting crazily.

After vomiting for a long time, there was almost nothing left in my stomach. I just calmed down a little bit. As soon as I looked up, I saw it placed on the sink. It was rotten and swollen like a piece of rotten meat. thing.

He immediately lowered his head and almost vomited his internal organs from his throat.

I didn't dare to look at it, and after the internal organs were washed around, I covered my eyes and walked out of the bathroom tremblingly.

As a result, when I arrived in the room, I smelled the strange smell I just smelled outside the door. How could I think it was like a pustule on the man's body, and I started to vomit again.

I was too busy to think about it anymore, my voice was already trembling and there was no normal emphasis, and he said to Chen Ming: "...Let's...Let's...Let...Receive...Stop...No more. "

I didn’t dare to look at the man again, but I could still see Chen Ming through the gap between my fingertips. This should be squatting next to the man who died sitting on the sofa. From this angle, I can just see that man makes people. Can't bear to look straight at the calf.

Chen Ming took out a small dagger and slashed the man's leg. Then he got up from the position after carefully pondering for a while, and pulled the quilt on the side of the bed to cover the man's body. .

Walked to the door and said: "Go out first."

I was already vomiting, Chen Ming took me directly to the opposite room.

To be honest, for a long time in the future, it is estimated that I will have a deep sense of fear for hotels and hotels.

Spreading on the floor of the room, I spoke to Chen Ming tremblingly: "...how come...that man...why? What's all on him?"

Chen Ming stood by the window, glanced out on the street, and replied, "I don't know, it may be some kind of infection or allergic skin disease."

"He... where's the eyes? What's the ears? What's the lifeblood? I saw it in the bathroom and it was so bad!!"

"I checked, it should have been cut off by external forces. This person just died of breath and nothing happened today or last night. He should have been tortured during his lifetime."

I couldn't help shivering fiercely, and I hugged my arms: "...Who would treat him like this?...Why treat him so cruelly?"

Chen Ming glanced at the door of the room and said, "There should be a woman, or at least there will be a woman."

After Chen Ming's words reminded me, I just remembered the figure that flashed past that I saw just before entering the house.

I immediately talked to Chen Ming. After hearing this, he just thought silently about what he would meet, and then sat on the sofa: "You take a rest, this is not a suitable place to live, let's go."

Although I was almost frightened, or disgusted, my stomach was broken, but after listening to Chen Ming's words, I couldn't help but ask: "But there is a man here who has just been caught by a group or one. I don't know if it is a lunatic. People tortured to death."

Chen Ming still stared at the door of the room: "It's none of our business. Let's live in a different place and leave as soon as it is repaired."

"But..." I wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Chen Ming's wave.

Then he pointed to the door panel and gave some indication.

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