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The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 506

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Chapter 506

Hayley was never a good person to begin with.

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Why would she help Ark Two deal with zombies? If their base descended into chaos, that suited her just fine.

Someone like her, who loved watching things burn, would be thrilled if Ark Two got overrun tonight. if the whole base collapsed, she would laugh about it for days.

Come on, little zombies! Run faster.

Right then, a voice sounded behind her.

So this is where you ran off to.

Nathaniel had come out of the auction hall and found her.

You done already?Hayley asked.

Nathaniel didn’t look great. He nodded, his voice low. Yeah. Ark Three won the inhibitor.

How much?

Two point five million tons of grain.

Hayley snorted. Wow. That’s a whole lot of dumb.

Nathaniel stared at her, completely blank.

Seeing how down he looked, Hayley actually offered a rare bit of advice. Whoever bought that thing is the real idiot. You should be glad it wasn’t you.

Nathaniel honestly didn’t know how to respond.

They were still talking when suddenly, screams exploded outside.

Ahhh!

They were standing in a corridor.

Bang!

A man slammed into the window in front of them, pounding on the glass with both hands, eyes wild with terror.

Help me! Help!

Raarh!

Something lunged at him from behind. A bloodsoaked man crashed into his shoulder like a feral animal, clamping onto his neck and shaking violently.

Ahhh!

Sharp teeth tore through soft flesh and muscle with horrifying ease. The bite punched straight through his artery.

A massive wound opened instantly. Blood sprayed everywhere.

The attacker dug in harder, chewing and drinking, every jaw movement brutal and relentless.

Crack. Crack.

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In seconds, the man’s neck gave way. His hands clawed desperately at the glass, eyes wide with pure terror as he looked inside. His head tilted farther and farther to the side.

Raarh!

The thing on his neck finally lifted its head.

Gray, lifeless eyes stared through the window. Its mouth hung open, slick with blood, thick streams of red spilling down its chin. He was drenched in gore from head to toe.

Bang!

It slammed into the glass.

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