Scene :-

Through the streets, someone was running while breathing heavily. A herd of 4-5 zombies following right behind. The person suddenly falls down due to the slippery road and hurt their ankle. There were a few more bruises on their arms.

But the bruised ankle won’t let him.

The sound of those zombies were coming near…

With whatever energy he had left in him, he walked up towards a car, slid himself inside the trunk and closed the door of it, hoping and praying that those zombies go away and don’t notice him when they reach here. He can’t run anymore because of his ankle and weak stamina. His own eyes get teary as he lay inside the trunk shivering with a bruised ankle, a few seconds later, he felt his eyes closing, maybe he was dying, he didn’t know but when his vision blurred, nearby gunshots rang through his ears, too weak to move or get out, he just observed.

Then suddenly, the door of the car trunk opened, Ezra felt this is it, the zombies found him.

But his vision cleared for a few seconds and he looked, really looked.

But then his vision blurred again, and finally fainted.

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