The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 646

Chapter 646

“I’m fine.”

Jasmine pulled away from Warren, her voice cold. She then moved off to the side on her own.

Warren hadn’t even said anything yet when Ellen exploded again.

“Did you see that? She almost got us all killed, and now she just walks away like nothing happened. Who does that?”

“Shut up!” Warren snapped.

“I almost got killed because of her!” Ellen shouted. “And you’re telling me to shut up? How can you take her side like that?” Warren didn’t bother arguing with her.

He noticed Jasmine clutching her stomach as she limped upstairs. She was clearly hurt.

He followed after her.

Behind them, Ellen dropped straight into a dramatic tantrum.

“What double standards!” she yelled. “Jasmine loses our supplies, and you don’t punish her. My stuff gets stolen, and you don’t even stand up for me!”

While they were still arguing, Hayley suddenly heard something.

It was a faint sound, like an eggshell cracking.

Down on the first floor of the building, the entrance was packed with zombies.

Their pale faces were pressed against the glass doors, their features stretched and distorted by the pressure. They stared into the building with their gray-white eyes while their mouths hung open,

Sharp claws scraped uselessly against the smooth glass as they kept pushing forward.

They pressed and shoved with all they had.

The zombies in the front row were crushed flat against the doors, their skeletal bodies packed together like sardines.

Under the relentless pressure, the metal locking rods on the glass doors began to bend.

The reinforced glass had held for years, but it had finally reached its hmit.

Crash!

The glass shattered across the floor.

The zombies poured in like floodwater breaking through a dam, one after another, and then dozens at a time. Their hoarse crie echoed through the empty lobby as they sprinted deeper into the building

Upstairs, the people still arguing froze when they heard the noise.

Warren stepped toward the stairwell and looked down.

A zombie is an old security uniform came into view.

The uniform looked like it hadn’t changed in those years.

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strip of flesh, dangling against its cheek.

With a guttural snarl, the zombie charged up the stairs, its loose ear flapping as it ran.

“Raarh! Raarh! Raarh!”

The security guard zombie sprinted up the stairwell.

At the same moment, Hayley rushed over and looked down as well.

The grotesque figure had already reached the third floor. When it got there, it tried to leap higher, but the moment it lost its footing, its body dropped.

Thud!

It crashed back down to the floor below.

The stairway between the third floor and the fifth had been completely destroyed.

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