Elvis specially remembered the position of the lid when he left. Now the direction of the lines on it was obviously different. Lucy would not have come up and moved it, so it must be someone else. Someone had come here!
In doomsdays, laws had no constraining force anymore, let alone moral. Extremely hungry humans might not be able to fight zombies, but they would not show mercy to their own kind, let alone a beautiful woman below.
At the thought of that, Elvis took out the s*******r knife he had just gotten, gently opened the cover of the well and went down slowly. In case any sound made, he just left the well open after getting in. Before he reached the corner of the passage, he pulled out the other s*******r knife and held it up in front of him with his left hand.
It was quiet. Only t
