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CHAPTER 193: THE EDGE OF COLLAPSE
THE EDGE OF COLLAPSE
The survivor doesn't even have time to protest before you push him forward, his eyes filled with a mix of fear and realization. "Hey! Over here!" he shouts, his voice trembling but loud enough to draw the Abomination's ire. The creature swivels, its grotesque form lunging at the hapless bait.
With the Abomination momentarily distracted, you duck behind an overturned shelf. Your eyes scan the dim, dust-choked room for anything resembling a weapon. In the chaos, you spot a rusted fire axe glinting beneath a mound of debris.
The survivor, meanwhile, dances a frantic two-step with death, narrowly avoiding swipes of the monster's massive claws. Each missed strike sends tremors through the floor, causing sections of the ceiling to groan ominously.
Your fingers scrape against the axe's handle, and you tug with all your might, freeing it just as a chunk of concrete plummets, narrowly missing your head. With the weapon in hand, you stand and face the Abomination, now mere inches from turning the survivor into a smear on the store's cracked tile.
Just as you're about to charge, a deafening crack resonates through the air. The floor sways beneath your feet, the building's structural integrity having reached its breaking point. You exchange a panicked glance with the survivor as the ceiling starts to cave in, plunging you both into darkness.
With the Abomination momentarily distracted, you duck behind an overturned shelf. Your eyes scan the dim, dust-choked room for anything resembling a weapon. In the chaos, you spot a rusted fire axe glinting beneath a mound of debris.
The survivor, meanwhile, dances a frantic two-step with death, narrowly avoiding swipes of the monster's massive claws. Each missed strike sends tremors through the floor, causing sections of the ceiling to groan ominously.
Your fingers scrape against the axe's handle, and you tug with all your might, freeing it just as a chunk of concrete plummets, narrowly missing your head. With the weapon in hand, you stand and face the Abomination, now mere inches from turning the survivor into a smear on the store's cracked tile.
Just as you're about to charge, a deafening crack resonates through the air. The floor sways beneath your feet, the building's structural integrity having reached its breaking point. You exchange a panicked glance with the survivor as the ceiling starts to cave in, plunging you both into darkness.