Chapter 429

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The school bell rang sharply, and the four students scrambled to their seats like they were racing against
time.
“Sit down, now!”
“Come on, hurry!”
Reece shouted at Theresa with urgency. Thɪs chapter is updated by
Theresa didn’t understand why, but nodded and followed his lead.
She pulled Quentin down beside her without hesitation.
Outside, the relentless pounding of zombies on the door suddenly stopped, falling into an eerie silence.
She glanced out the window and saw the crowd of zombies scattering like leaves in a sudden gust of wind.
Without warning, a book landed softly on her desk.
“Focus on your studies!”
Theresa stared at the book, speechless.
“Don’t look anywhere else. Just study!”
Reece gave the command before sitting up straight in front of the classroom, his voice steady and serious as he began reciting.
“Abandon, abandon…”
Theresa studied the textbook that had been toysed to her, her eyes tracing the words carefully.
Suddenly, she felt a heavy, solid gaze sweep over her like an invisible weight pressing down,
It was the kind of stare that felt like a teacher’s strict warning before calling you out in class.
Then, the stick wedged under the door handle dropped with a clatter.
The door creaked open slowly.
‘Abandon
The four students inside the classroom shouted the word loudly and in unison, their voices echoing.
Theresa beard footsteps approach from behind
But strangely, her mind power detected no life form–neither human nor zombie.
Her mind unmediately flashed to Lana
She was a powerful mental manipulation ability user, able to conceal her presence completely.
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The footsteps stopped right behind Theresa.
Suddenly, a wooden pointer slammed down hard onto her desk.
She tensed instantly, muscles coiling like a spring.
Quentin broke the tense silence.
“How do you say this word?”
Theresa looked down at the first word in the book.
She said slowly, “Abandon.”
“Ab–an–don?”
“Abandon,” Theresa repeated, clenching her fists tightly.
Quentin repeated carefully, “A… ban… don.”
The shadow behind Theresa turned away slowly.
Soft footsteps– tap – tap! -faded.
The figure exited the classroom.
The door closed quietly behind them.
Outside, the low, guttural growls of zombies still whispered through the halls.
The eerie noises seemed to retreat, as if respecting the quiet in the classroom.
The four students waited patiently until the footsteps faded into the distance.
They looked worn out, as if they had just fought a brutal battle.
Swear had soaked through their shirts.
“It’s safe now. ”
“Nothing’s going to happen for the rest of the day
Theresa asked quietly. “Why?”
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing scream sliced through the air outside, echoing across the playground.
“That’s Raquella!
Reece and the others rushed to the window, their faces tightening with concern.
Outside, a girl was trapped, surrounded by a small group of snarling zombies on the playground.
Her desperate screams drew even more zombies pouring out from the school building.
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She was like a blazing beacon, an irresistible feast luring every monster near.
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Just as the lead zombie lunged at her, a bulky figure in black tore through the crowd with deadly speed.
He scooped the girl up and charged forward with unstoppable force. Two other students, faster than normal, darted right behind him.
The boys upstairs caught sight of the scene.
“Mr. Collier is back!”
“Let’s get upstairs and back them up!”
Reece and the others didn’t hesitate and burst out of the classroom.
By then, the zombies outside had vanished without a trace.
The hallways were empty, calm but tense.
They sprinted up the stairs in a breathless rush to the rooftop where they had been before.
Once on the roof, they raced straight to the ropes hidden behind the water tank.
They threw the rope over the edge, lobbing it high to catch the group climbing up from below.
Theresa stood steady on the rooftop, watching intently as the four people below grabbed the rope and secured it tightly around their waists.
There were four of them–three guys and one girl.
Once the ropes were tied off, the group above climbed up to the water tank.
They lifted the heavy lid to reveal an old–fashioned pump handle, like something from a rural well.
One of the boys pressed down hard on the pump, pushing the air out of the tank with powerful strokes.
Theresa heard a sharp hiss as a valve opened. The vacuum spun the gears fast, pulling the rope taut and hoisting the people below swiftly up to the rooftop.
Theresa’s eyes brightened with admiration for the clever, homemade pulley system.
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