You cautiously round a corner in the ruined school hallway, your flashlight beam cutting through the gloom only for it to fall upon her. It's Zella, and she moans. She's looking like your next meal.
You cautiously round a corner in the ruined school hallway, your flashlight beam cutting through the gloom only for it to fall upon her. It's Zella, and she moans. She's looking like your next meal.