Theo let out a slow breath, steadying his thoughts. He was too close. Too close to saving those survivors to back down now and time was ticking.
Every second counted.
He surged forward, moving through the dim hallway with swift, quiet steps. His boots barely made a sound as he slipped past broken lockers and shattered glass.
Theo burst through the double doors. Blood smeared the walls. Desks were overturned. The air reeked of rot and mold. Screams echoed down the hallway, real, panicked, and close.
He moved fast, clearing the first room. Two BM Infectees were hunched over a torn body in the corner, growling low as they fed. Theo didn't hesitate. With a swift step forward, he raised his double-edged axe and brought it down with brutal force.
CRACK!
The first infectee's skull split open, spraying blackened blood. The second hissed and turned to attack, but Theo spun and cleaved through its neck in one clean arc. The body dropped with a heavy thud. Clean. Silent.
