They will have to react quickly. And decisively.

Flint's keen eyesight notices the features of this guy...

And it's not a pleasant sight at all...

His arms are outstretched and covered in strange crimson growths.

Through the holes in his dirty clothes, small steel shards are visible, stuck in his mangled flesh.

The face is a jumble of rotting, disgusting pieces of meat and damaged bones.

A frightening greenish glow emanates from his eyes.

Flint screams, "It's a feral ghoul!"

Twilight and Thorn, instead of saying anything inappropriate, simply start shooting.

A bolt from Thorn's crossbow pierces the hideous monster's left shoulder.

And this fact doesn't bother the ghoul at all!

He simply continues to run towards the group, his arms with sharp claws outstretched and emitting a low growl.

He runs faster and faster...

A bullet from an old bolt action 7.65x51 rifle pierces the flesh of the ghoul in the heart area.

No effect!

The monster runs up to a distance of about five meters to the group...

His disgusting corpse-like face is covered with purulent ulcers...

Instead of a long-rotted nose, there is only a hole with damaged bone elements.

A disgusting mouth with unnaturally sharp teeth is open and exudes a strange grayish-greenish slime.

Ghoul... spits right at Flint!

This vile and caustic slimy saliva of a grayish-greenish hue damages the leather vest of Flint. The caustic liquid simply corrodes the leather armor in the area of ​​the right shoulder. Some of the liquid penetrates the armor and touches the body of Flint, causing sharp pain.

Flint groans in pain and, straining his strength, makes a quick movement...

He throws his steel boomerang at the enemy.

The sharp steel pierces through the skull of the feral ghoul.

The steel boomerang gets stuck in this skull.

The vile monster falls at the feet of Twilight.

The monster's corpse exudes a disgusting slime.

But, this feral ghoul is clearly dead now.

Flint winces in pain from the wound (the disgusting slime burns the skin of his shoulder) and searches in his backpack for at least something useful to treat such a wound.

Thorn curses foully.

Twilight gestures with his hand and says: "Don't make noise! ​​Do you hear that?"

All three rabbits-scouts listen.

A distant noise...

It's...

It sounds like the trampling of many feet...

The next second, all three see how many side doors at the end of the corridor are thrown open by powerful blows.

Silhouettes run out of these doors into the hallway.

Apparently, the noise has attracted these… creatures.

There are many of them.

Probably. There are about a dozen of them. And who knows how many more of these monsters will come running here because of the noise?

The monsters are moving quickly towards Twilight, Thorn and Flint.

The trio sees the appearance of these "guys".

And this appearance is similar to the appearance of the one they just killed.

Even worse - among the rapidly running ghouls, many look much more disgusting.

These are… some kind of grotesque likenesses of human bodies with bones that have undergone frightening changes and with flesh covered in vile growths.

Skeletal monsters with eyes glowing with an unnatural glow and disfigured mutated flesh...

Twilight kicks out one of the side doors and shouts to the rest of the rabbit-scouts: "Run after me! Quickly!"

Thorn and Flint follow Twilight.

He closes the door behind him and collapses a cabinet that was standing near the wall.

An improvised barricade...

But it is unlikely that this barricade will hold off a group of feral ghouls for long.

The floor of this room is broken - a hole in the floor leads to the lower underground levels.

Twilight nods towards the hole in the floor and says: "We need to lose our pursuers. We need to jump there!"

Having said this, he jumps into the hole in the floor.

Thorn, cursing and limping, jumps after him.

Flint, letting out a quiet groan from his wound, also jumps in.

An afterthought of Flint: "Fucking shit! My steel boomerang remained in the skull of this vile ghoul!"

Unfortunately, the fact remains - now Flint has only his twin knives left. The landing after the jump was not very pleasant - a couple of abrasions.

However, the main thing is that all three rabbit scouts managed to avoid serious injuries.

Twilight, Thorn and Flint quickly walk along the dark, half-destroyed corridors.

There is much less lighting here.

But the most important thing is to break away from the pursuit of a group of feral ghouls.

Twilight says in a soothing tone: "Just a little bit left... We've almost found the right place, guys!"

Thorn and Flint do not answer.

What they have recently seen does not inspire optimism at all.