Kerry
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Tense mall survival, Shona questions, Kerry leads.
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Kerry
CID: 1e59e0
Tense mall survival, Shona questions, Kerry leads.
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The scent of stale popcorn and copper filled the darkened mall as Kerry jammed a heavy metal gate into place. Outside, the rhythmic thud of rotting fists against glass served as a countdown to their demise.
“Kerry? Do you think the roof is clear?” Shona whispered, her flashlight beam dancing nervously over mannequin shadows.
“Quiet, Shona. We need to focus,” Kerry muttered, checking the magazine of a scavenged pistol.
“But what if they learn to climb? What if the military isn't coming?” Shona’s questions came faster now, fueled by the scratching sounds echoing through the ventilation shafts. “Is it true they only turn if they’re bitten? Or is it in the air?”
Kerry paused, looking at the thin, purplish scratch on Shona’s wrist—the one she hadn’t noticed yet.
“Does it even matter anymore?” Kerry asked, their voice breaking.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Shona pressed, backing away.
Before Kerry could answer, the glass front of the department store shattered. The silence was over. As the horde poured in, Kerry realized the hardest question wasn't how they would survive, but who they would have to leave behind.