Semua Bab REBORN SIXTY DAYS BEFORE THE DEAD RISE: Bab 11 - Bab 20

The farmhouse appeared out of the darkness like a ghost.Its windows were dark. Its roof sagged in the middle. Weeds had overtaken the front yard, climbing up the porch steps like grasping hands. It looked abandoned. Forgotten. Exactly the kind of place nobody would think to search.Daniel killed the headlights before we reached the driveway."We walk from here."I grabbed my bag and followed him out of the van.The night air was cold and damp. My breath formed small clouds as I walked. Every shadow seemed to move. Every rustle of leaves made my heart jump.Daniel moved with purpose.He didn't hesitate. Didn't look around. He walked straight to the front door, pulled a key from his pocket, and unlocked it.The door swung open.He stepped inside.I followed.The interior was dark, but I could make out the shape of furniture. A couch. A table. Shelves against the far wall. Everything was covered in dust.Daniel closed the door behind us.He moved through the house with practiced ease, p

We ran through the darkness.The forest blurred past me. Branches clawed at my face. My lungs burned. My legs screamed. But I didn't stop. I couldn't stop.Behind us, the sounds of the infected grew distant.Then faded entirely.Daniel finally slowed.He leaned against a tree, breathing heavily."I think we lost them."Marcus collapsed beside him.His face was pale. His wounded arm was bleeding again. The dark veins had begun to spread once more.I knelt beside him."Marcus.""I'm fine.""You're not fine.""I will be."I looked at Daniel."We need to find somewhere to rest."Daniel nodded."There's another safe house. Two kilometers east.""Then let's go."We walked.The path was treacherous. Roots and rocks and uneven ground. Every step felt like it could be my last.But we kept moving.Finally, the safe house appeared.It was smaller than the farmhouse. A single room with a cot and a wood stove. But it was shelter.Daniel lit a lantern.The light revealed a space that was surprising

The forest opened onto a narrow dirt road.Daniel stopped walking.He pulled a small device from his pocket—a handheld radio with a scrambled frequency. His face tightened as he read the display."What is it?" I asked.He didn't answer immediately.His jaw worked silently. His fingers tightened around the device."Daniel."He looked at me."We have a problem.""What kind of problem?"He handed me the radio.The screen displayed a coded message. Short. Precise. The kind of transmission meant to be read and destroyed.I read it twice.INFILTRATION DETECTED. GROUP COMPROMISED. SOURCE UNKNOWN. SUGGEST IMMEDIATE PURGE.My blood went cold."Someone in our group is feeding information to Helix."Daniel nodded."That's what it says.""Who?""I don't know.""You don't know?""The message is automated. It doesn't identify the source. It just warns that there's a leak."I handed the radio back to him.My mind was racing.Who could it be?Marcus? He'd been with us since the beginning. He'd saved

The infected retreated into the darkness.I stood over the corpse, my chest heaving, my hands slick with blood. The creature's body lay twisted at my feet—its neck broken, its skull caved in from the force of my blows.I had killed it.With my bare hands.I looked at my palms. The blood was dark. Almost black. Not quite human.Daniel approached slowly."Scarlett."I didn't respond."You need to calm down.""I'm calm.""Your eyes."I looked at him."What about my eyes?""They're..." He hesitated. "Different."I turned toward the small pool of water near the ridge.My reflection stared back at me.My eyes were glowing.Faintly. Just a hint of gold around the irises.I blinked.The glow faded.I looked at Daniel."What's happening to me?"He didn't answer.Marcus struggled to his feet.His face was pale. His breathing was labored. The dark veins had spread further up his arm, now reaching his shoulder."Marcus."He looked at me."Your mother was right about you.""What?""You're evolving

We left Marcus behind.It was the hardest thing I'd ever done.He was unconscious, his body wracked with fever, the dark veins pulsing beneath his skin like living things. Daniel had argued that we needed to move quickly, that Marcus would only slow us down, that the Apex was already hunting us.I hated that he was right.We had hidden Marcus in a small crevice deep within the cave, surrounded by supplies and a single radio. He would wake up alone, confused, and terrified.But he would be alive.I promised myself I would come back for him.The forest was dark and cold.Daniel moved ahead of me, his weapon drawn, his eyes scanning the shadows. I followed, clutching the journal against my chest like a shield.The list of names burned in my mind.People scattered across the country.People who carried the marker.People who could remember.People who could fight.I needed to find them.But first, I needed to survive the night.We walked in silence for nearly an hour.The trees grew thick