Apocalypse Rebirth: Under The Mad Dog's Protection
"A catwalk? That's a massive construction project to pull off in two weeks, Amber. Why the urgency for height?"
"Because those desperate fools won't just stop at the gates," I explained, my voice dropping as the dark, horrific memories of the old timeline threatened to surface. "At first, they're just mindless, shambling bodies moving by the sound they hear. But with time, the infected get clever. They don't think, but they have numbers. If a wall is in their way, they will start throwing themselves against it.”
The memory that surfaced back the first time she saw the sight made her skin crawl.