When Chloe Winston took Wendy Starling and outright abandoned the besieged little cabin, heading straight for the town hospital, Constantine Stewart and the others had already been trapped for several hours.
"Eight in the yard, ten pacing back and forth in front and behind the house, plus two on standby. One versus five, one bite and you turn, there's no way we can win this." Desmond Wood lay by the window, watching these zombies who walked like they were having a seizure. His face screamed "I've lost the will to live," his eyes were dead as he muttered, "Never thought a handsome, suave, universally adored guy like me would actually starve to death one day. Little Chloe, hurry up and save your dear Desmond."
