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CHAPTER 95: ABANDONED IN THE INFERNO
ABANDONED IN THE INFERNO
You make a split-second decision, adrenaline driving you forward as you sprint down the narrow path, leaving the group behind. The boy's cries echo in your ears, a haunting reminder of your choice. The ground trembles again, and you dodge just in time as the flaming tree crashes down, blocking the path behind you completely. The inferno roars to life, a wall of fire separating you from the group, their terrified shouts swallowed by the blaze.
The path veers sharply, leading you to a precarious ledge overlooking the ravine. Smoke stings your eyes, blurring your vision as you catch sight of an old, rusted cable bridge swaying in the wind. It's your only hope, but it's a gamble— the cables look barely able to hold their own weight, let alone yours.
Behind you, the fire continues its relentless advance, consuming everything in its path. The forest, once a sanctuary, is now a hellscape of crackling flames and suffocating heat. You hesitate, torn between the dangerous crossing and the inferno closing in.
Every fiber of your being screams for action. The bridge creaks ominously, a warning of the danger ahead. Your heart races, and just as you're about to step onto the bridge, a guttural growl freezes you in place. A zombie, skin charred and eyes wild with hunger, stumbles through the flames directly towards you, its movements fueled by a relentless, undead determination.
The path veers sharply, leading you to a precarious ledge overlooking the ravine. Smoke stings your eyes, blurring your vision as you catch sight of an old, rusted cable bridge swaying in the wind. It's your only hope, but it's a gamble— the cables look barely able to hold their own weight, let alone yours.
Behind you, the fire continues its relentless advance, consuming everything in its path. The forest, once a sanctuary, is now a hellscape of crackling flames and suffocating heat. You hesitate, torn between the dangerous crossing and the inferno closing in.
Every fiber of your being screams for action. The bridge creaks ominously, a warning of the danger ahead. Your heart races, and just as you're about to step onto the bridge, a guttural growl freezes you in place. A zombie, skin charred and eyes wild with hunger, stumbles through the flames directly towards you, its movements fueled by a relentless, undead determination.