Time rewinds ten minutes ago.

The hall on the first floor has long been a mess, and the screams of the people have already played the city's apocalyptic symphony. After the outbreak of infection, in the face of the fear of the unknown, some people have long given up resistance and are gasping for their fragile and humble lives. This bloody scene has driven some people crazy, and people who have fallen into madness have begun to run for their lives...

And the man with glasses survived, and when the corpse pounced on others, he smelled this dangerous breath, and immediately turned around and told everyone to run, run upstairs and hide! But there are still some people who don't have time to react and become tools of the virus.

At this time when their lives are at stake, some people have left behind their conscience and blocked the road on the third floor without regard for the lives of others! Some of the people who didn't have time to go up had to cry, plead, and finally resent...

The people who had escaped from the hall were still frantically fleeing upstairs, though some were still wounded. At the moment when they found that the elevator was broken, some people had already chosen to climb the stairs to go up. The people who came up from below fled desperately, while the unsuspecting people upstairs became their coverers. Most of the quick-witted people fled after them, even though they didn't know what was happening. And those who choose to stay and look at the situation, most of the people who think they are sane end up dying and then "resurrecting".

After running up to the third floor, ignoring the screams of the people on the second floor, they sealed the staircase with their desks and some items of suitable size. As soon as it was sealed, several people were heard from the other side of the pile, "Get rid of these things!" We haven't come up yet, please!"

They were so anxious that they were about to cry. However, in exchange for the dead silence inside, those people were still quietly piling up debris at the staircase!

"Please, let me in!"

"Help! They're coming, they're coming up!"

The screams were like an iron whip on the hearts of a group of people inside, but they did not put down the "work" in their hands, just like the "work" that some people usually make money, they repented in their hearts and did it in their bodies.

After a while, the noise outside stopped. The group let out a long sigh, thinking that they were finally safe. What they didn't know was that one of the people in the group pulled down his trouser legs with trembling hands, trying to hide the truth about his bite.

Everyone sighed, some found a corner to sit in a daze, some were anxiously on the phone, some went upstairs to explore, and some were still moving sundries to the staircase... A nervous man walked into the toilet quickly, closed the door, and sat inside with a tissue to wipe the wound on his leg. Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his legs, dripping like his own life. The trembling hands wiped the blood from the wound over and over again, and the panic in my heart intensified over time.

Soon after, the man walked out of the toilet in a trance, and when he was about to open the door, he fell to the ground in front of him, and when he stood up again, he was out of breath.

"I really didn't expect that there was a zombie virus in the world, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."

"These things are really scary, if it weren't for our wit and blocking the staircase, we would probably have to become zombies."

Two men who had just escaped from the hands of death jokingly came to the toilet door.