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CHAPTER 170: GRASPING FOR SALVATION
GRASPING FOR SALVATION
Clinging desperately to the jagged rock, your fingers burn with the effort of holding on. The world around you is a cacophony of crumbling stone and howling wind. "Help me!" you shout to the survivor, your voice barely cutting through the chaos. Their eyes meet yours, wide with desperation, but they nod, inching closer along the root.
"Hold on!" they manage to call out, extending a trembling hand towards you. The ground beneath them shifts ominously, but they dig in their heels, determined to pull you from the brink.
With every ounce of strength you have left, you reach up, your hand connecting with theirs. The grip is tenuous, but it’s enough. Together, you scramble against the crumbling edge, inch by agonizing inch, until finally, you collapse onto solid ground, breathless and alive.
Dust settles around you as you lie there, heart pounding, adrenaline surging through your veins. Relief is short-lived, however, as the sound of distant groans reaches your ears—a reminder that this temporary respite is just that. The zombies are closing in, drawn by the commotion.
You stagger to your feet, scanning the area. Time is running out, and the decision you make next could mean the difference between life and death.
"Hold on!" they manage to call out, extending a trembling hand towards you. The ground beneath them shifts ominously, but they dig in their heels, determined to pull you from the brink.
With every ounce of strength you have left, you reach up, your hand connecting with theirs. The grip is tenuous, but it’s enough. Together, you scramble against the crumbling edge, inch by agonizing inch, until finally, you collapse onto solid ground, breathless and alive.
Dust settles around you as you lie there, heart pounding, adrenaline surging through your veins. Relief is short-lived, however, as the sound of distant groans reaches your ears—a reminder that this temporary respite is just that. The zombies are closing in, drawn by the commotion.
You stagger to your feet, scanning the area. Time is running out, and the decision you make next could mean the difference between life and death.