My Brother Left Us For Dead

The sound of zombies gnawing on flesh echoed from outside the base, together with the constant thud of their bodies slamming against the gates.

My eyes snapped open. I had somehow returned to the day the zombies had besieged the city.

I rushed straight to the command center and sounded the alarm.

June Morgan, my sister-in-law, grabbed my arm in confusion.

“Eira, why did you suddenly sound the alarm? Zombies are everywhere outside the base. Some noise is normal.”

I had no time to explain. I grabbed her and Poppy’s hands and rushed toward the air-raid shelter.

“The zombies are about to invade the base! You two get into the air-raid shelter now!”

Hearing this, June’s face instantly turned serious.

“Eira, are you serious? This isn’t something to joke about. Where’s Castiel? Get him to organize defenses immediately.”

But she did not know that because Liana Hughes wanted to bathe, Castiel had taken every able-bodied man in the base out to find clean water for her.

With not a single able-bodied man left, the Zombie King targeted the base.

I frowned and told June the truth.

“June, Castiel took all the able-bodied men away. The base is in serious trouble. Those zombies could break in at any moment!”

“How could that be? That’s not possible.”

June’s first reaction was to deny it.

In her eyes, Castiel was never the type to neglect his duties. But that was the old him.

Faced with her skepticism, I struggled to explain things to her. “It’s because of Liana…”

Hearing this, June’s face drained of color instantly, and she immediately understood what I was implying.

Ever since Castiel brought Liana back to the base three months ago, he seemed to have lost all sense of reason.

He became completely docile toward her. He was willing to do anything she asked.

“What should we do? Eira, can you call Castiel and tell him to come back?”

No sooner had the words left her mouth that a bone-chilling zombie roar echoed from outside.

“Zombies have breached the base!”

June slid down in terror and clutched Poppy tightly as her face drained of color.

Holding June and Poppy, a flicker of hesitation crossed my face.

The painful lessons from my past life made me wary of trusting Castiel to come save us.

Besides, the last time he returned, it was already too late.

I pulled the gun tucked behind my back and handed it to June.

It was our only means of defense.

The gun offered a small measure of consolation at least.

June understood my intent but refused to take it.

Just as we fought over who should have the gun, the zombies tried to breach the air-raid shelter’s door with a loud crash.

I forced myself to stand in front of June and Poppy and stared intently at the entrance.