Headlights cut through the dark as a car pushed out of the tunnel, and the people waiting turned at once, voices rising as relief broke through the tension.
Iyisha held her breath, her eyes locked on the vehicle as it rolled closer and came to a stop.
The door opened.
Malcolm stepped out.
Iyisha moved before she could think. She ran to him and wrapped her arms around him, holding on tight as he steadied her with one hand at her back.
"Bro—"
Lance stepped in and pulled him into a quick hug. Malcolm gave him a short pat on the head before pulling back.
They moved toward Arnulf, who stood ahead, scanning the area.
"No undead," Arnulf muttered, looking around.
Iyisha nodded. "Looks like they cleared this part."
Arnulf looked toward the distance. "They funneled most of them to Long Island. This side should be lighter."
"We don't know where the lab is, but…" He turned to the road ahead, cars pushed aside to make a path. "We follow that."
The group nodded.
