Half of the zombie's body was trapped in a swamp left behind by the heavy rain. Only its upper half was exposed, washed with mud until it blended in with the broken trees around it.Bridget ran toward it, screaming, "George! George! Don't leave me again! George, I'm coming with you!""Bridget!" Jim realized who the zombie was and chased after her. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't grab her hand this time."That's a zombie! A zombie!""Don't chase her," Hayley said calmly. "To her, even if he's a zombie now, she still wants to be with him."When Jim heard that, he suddenly slowed to a stop.He watched Bridget step over loose stones, broken logs, and countless obstacles, wading straight into the swamp.The one-armed zombie, half-buried in the mud, sensed her approach. It struggled violently in the mire that was trapping it, thrashing toward Bridget as hard as it could…as if some faint trace of awareness remained in it, and it was desperately responding to her.At t
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