A shape moved behind a stack of old boxes.
Bai Li stepped around the corner. A zombie lunged. She caught it by the
throat and slammed it against the wall. Whisperfang ended it
immediately.
Another emerged from behind an old washing machine. Yan Cijin shot it.
A third came from the dark.
Bai Li kicked a metal bucket into its knees and Yan Cijin finished it.
That should have been everything.
It was not.
A low scratching sound came from the far end of the basement.
They both turned.
There was a dead maintenance worker on the floor near the pipes. Or what
should have been a dead maintenance worker. The man's body jerked once.
Then his fingers moved.
Yan Cijin raised her weapon.
Bai Li held up one hand.
"Wait."
The body sat up.
Its eyes opened.
It smelled the living people in the room.
Then it looked toward them.
Bai Li sighed. "Another one."
A quick strike ended it.
Yan Cijin looked at the body. "How long has it been down here?"
"Long enough."
