End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147 Something in the Ceiling

Pearls

Those gaping mouths hung open, and the zombies didn’t even seem to realize what had happened before their heads were already rolling.

“Stay back! Stay back! Aaah!”

One of the men from Redwood Military Base, the one carrying someone on his back, had been driven into a corner by several zombies. His pupils shrank in terror,

As those bloody jaws and blackened claws came crashing toward him, he finally snapped. At the fastest speed he could manage, he yanked the man off his back and threw him straight in front of the zombies.

That man had only just regained consciousness after passing out from pain. He never would’ve imagined that the moment he opened his eyes, he’d see a zombie with its mouth split nearly to the ears lunging straight for his throat.

“Ah..”

He didn’t even have time to let out a full scream before the zombie bit clean through his neck.

Gurgling sounds spilled from his throat. His consciousness hadn’t fully faded yet. His whole body convulsed instinctively, while blood poured from his mouth in heavy gushes. It wasn’t long before all life left him completely.

Everyone else was locked in a brutal fight. But right then, Robin’s expression changed.

She instinctively looked up at the ceiling. There was nothing there.

Nothing except the blood splattered across it, black–red stains scattered everywhere, making the hospital feel even more like something out of a nightmare.

“What are you looking at?”

With so many people present, Dylan was probably the second least busy person there after Robin.

He caught the movement immediately and asked, “What is it?”

Robin’s expression had gone serious. “Do you hear that?”

Dylan frowned slightly, confused. “Hear what?”

Robin held up a hand for silence. “There’s a sound above us.”

“From the zombies upstairs?”

“No.” Robin shook her head. “The sound I’m hearing is really close. Like…”

Dylan finished the thought for her. “Like it’s inside the ceiling.”

The moment he said it, Robin sucked in a breath. A wave of goosebumps prickled across her skin.

10:36 am P P

Chapter 147 Something in the Ceiling

+5 Pearls

Zombies you could see and touch weren’t the scary part. What was truly scary was this kind of invisible thing, the kind that got under your skin and hit you in the mind.

She knew perfectly well there were no ghosts in this world. But knowing that was one thing. Being scared was another.

Fear of ghosts was practically hardwired to human DNA.

Robin grabbed Jerome and hauled him over.

At that exact moment, Jerome had been struggling desperately against two zombies. He was just about to give out when Robin descended like a god from above and crushed one’zombie’s neck with a single kick.

The thing’s head snapped backward at an impossible angle. It remained attached to the body by only a thin layer of skin that had all but lost its elasticity, dangling limply against its back and swaying with every

movement.

Jerome’s eyes widened on the spot. That was savage. When the hell was he ever going to be that strong?

“Robin, what did you need me for?”

It took him a moment to recover before he hurriedly asked.

Robin pointed at the ceiling, her expression still grim. “Listen. Do you hear anything?”

Jerome didn’t quite understand what she meant, but he still listened carefully and answered, “There are footsteps upstairs. Sounds like something crawling too..,/no, wait.”

He jolted abruptly, realization hitting him all at once. He looked at Robin in shock. “That sound… that sound’s way too close. It’s like… like it’s coming from inside the ceiling.”

“Just as I thought.”

Her suspicion had now been confirmed. Robin nodded, and something unreadable flashed through her eyes. So there really was something else in this hospital.

Robin brought her hands together, then pulled them apart sharply. A dense row of razor–sharp ice spikes

r instantly materialized in the air, radiating bitter cold.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify