This night, many people died in Safe City.
This night, Safe City held on, but at a great cost.
Amidst the thunder and torrential rain, there were bodies everywhere, indistinguishable between human and Zombie corpses.
All that could be seen was the wall still densely packed with Zombies.
The rain continued incessantly, and so did the Zombies.
...
At the northern part of the Big Camphor Tree Base.
In the suburbs, dozens of kilometers away from the provincial capital center.
A prison.
A perimeter wall 8 meters high, covered with anti-theft nets.
Outside the wall, Zombies rampaged.
Inside the wall, no Zombies were seen, but the atmosphere was still tense.
In the middle of a group of prisoners in uniforms, a bald man with a tattoo of a venomous snake on his throat held a cigarette between his fingers.
Hiss~
The bald man took a deep drag of the cigarette, then lowered his head, looking at a man he was stepping on underfoot.
