Yellowjackets Survivors นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I needed it to wash the mud off my wounds, but they refused to let me get close. My colleagues were guarding the place, and they were all glaring at me. "Ms. Hedge found this! You don't deserve it, bitch!" Fortunately, this island was abundant with resources. Wilderness survival was all the craze a few years ago, and many content creators came here to get useful footage. They also left useful stuff behind. I'd skimmed through everything during my search for water. I went to the dump and scrounged some plastic bottles and a cast-iron skillet.

They left their teammates to begin decontamination and cleanup. The guard holding a clipboard with the survivor registry reassured me. "Ma'am, your fiance has already turned. The vaccine couldn't have been able to help him anymore." In my past life, I'd died early, when the zombies first appeared. I never lived long enough to see the disaster end. This time, I was rescued, and I saw Sarah again. She had survived, too. "Are you okay? These past few weeks must've been really hard," she said, sounding concerned.

They helped me take her out . Some were still shocked because i had never done such thing . "Take them to Eric " I said getting out of the water and going back to the car . We drove back to HQ . They took them to the medical room where Eric examined them . " These two are barely alive,but they will be fine in 2-3weeks" Dr Eric said " And the other one?" I asked coldly "Sorry but that one is in critical condition. She might never wake up , I don't know if she will make it as her brain cells are frozen due to being in the water longer,her heartbeat is faint ,we can only prepare for the death "he explained

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

After that, the monsters would dispatch the survivors. The marksmen atop the trailers continued to fire their weapons at the incoming monsters. The ground was dyed red by the monsters' blood. In the meantime, Matthias was doing everything he could to build a wireless communicator using the supplies they had. A wireless communicator would be of great help to the group at that moment. Finally, the trailers passed through the monster horde, but this was not not to be their last fight. At that moment, the same thing was happening in Yelloton.

Joyce looked expectantly at the sky. "Maybe she's gone to another world," I said. Maybe she'd gone to a world where there were no zombies. It had been a month since the zombie outbreak, and most survivors' supplies were stretched to the limit. To survive, they started risking their lives to leave the neighborhood. I watched as they were surrounded by zombies the moment they stepped beyond their gates. Still, some of them managed to break through the zombie horde and run toward the distant hope of survival.

Jack said needed to plan on somethinf. "Okay Jack". And then the program were already been set. "But DL command if there is a possibility that all people would turn out like a Living-dead. Can you tell me how many people do you think have survive?", without hesitation Jack suddenly slip into his tounge that question. DL command directly said, "For now Jack, there are only 2 survivors"....

I initially thought my teammates would welcome me, and my wife would hug me, but instead, the vehicle's door was firmly locked. Roars belonging to high-tier zombies came from every direction. Overhead, micro drones trained their cams on me, showing the camp's survivors how wounded and in despair I was. Wade Carter, Jasmine Cole's male best friend, was a useless bum who couldn't muster the guts to kill even a single, regular zombie even though it'd been three years since the apocalypse.

If they did not go out and look for food and water, they would die of thirst within two days. Julian leaned weakly against the corner, gripping a rusty kitchen knife. His cold gaze slid over Jessica. "Jessica, your body won't hold out much longer anyway. Why don't you go into the hallway and make some noise to lure the zombies away? I'll use the chance to take the emergency stairs down and look for food at the supermarket. I promise, once I find food, I'll come back and save you right away." Jessica was gravely ill, but her brain was still working. She knew Julian too well. He wanted to use her as bait and kill her!

I waited three days. I ate meals, made my bed, chatted with Marcus Kieller, and thanked Diane for the soup. Between Jake and me, there was nothing but a shared look — no words. Seven survivors. One confirmed insider. As for the other four, Jake and I couldn't risk assuming there wasn't a second pair of eyes among them. On the third night, the lights went out, and everyone lay down to sleep. A faint blue glow bled out from the direction of the incubation unit.