Chapter 8
by 
IsabellaReyes
What's next?
Noah stays silent, waiting out the Zombies
They stayed silent, hidden behind the shelf. Seconds ticked by, then minutes, then hours, but finally the zombies began to shuffle away. As they retreated into the distance, Noah let out the breath he’d been holding. Olivia’s hand brushed his arm, a reassuring gesture in the dim light. They were safe, but they had wasted precious daylight, and night was fast approaching.
“Let’s get back,” Noah suggested, his voice low. “It’s not safe here anymore.”
Olivia nodded, her expression grave.
They slipped out the door and back onto the quiet street, the sky above already darkening, the chill in the air growing sharper. Noah felt the familiar prickle of urgency, the need to be inside and behind the walls of their home. They hurried back through the empty town, the wind picking up and whipping at their faces, the scent of decay heavy in the air. By the time the estate came into view, the sun had sunk below the horizon, casting the world in a cold, blue-gray light.
Back inside, Noah closed the door and took a deep breath, the tension draining from his body. He looked at Olivia, her face weary but relieved.
“That was close,” she whispered, her eyes soft with gratitude. “Thank you for keeping me safe.”
[Olivia +10]