Chapter 7

The battered tempered glass door finally gave way, shattering to pieces.

A handful of zombies caught the scent of living flesh, let out guttural growls, and lurched clumsily into the store.

The reek of rot instantly drowned out the familiar aroma of simmering snacks in the convenience store.

"No! Stay away! Stay away!" Baldwin screamed, his crotch suddenly drenched as yellow urine ran down his thighs.

The zombies lunged at Baldwin, the nearest living soul.

In that instant, a savage survival instinct flashed in the eyes of the family's golden child—the one his parents treasured and spoiled. Without hesitation, he…