“Give me a hand to help me up!” Elvis tried to get up several times but failed every time. He, at last, asked Dave and Susan for help.
“Just lie down and get some more rest. It really surprised me that you have killed the leader that way. You were so lucky that he was not intelligent enough, or you must be torn apart by him before you have any chance to approach him.”
Dylan said as he walked toward Elvis, with a female zombie who was holding a carton following him.
Elvis was taken aback when he saw the female zombie. She was no others but Lucy! He couldn’t believe that the kind, sincere and warm woman became a zombie even if she was under the protection of Dylan.
“Who? Who did that to her?” Elvis demanded.
“This little thing.” Dylan sighed, pointed at the carton. He the
