"—Crack—"
The rifle had stopped firing. Inside the wire fence, Takagi Saya was frantic, while Hirono Toda stood there blankly staring at the severed dead body limbs beneath the modified Hummer.
A dead body had already climbed onto the hood, stretching out blood-smeared arms to grab at his pant leg.
"Fat otaku! What are you still doing? Hurry up and jump over here!"
The angry, alarmed female voice jolted Hirono Toda awake. Looking at the modified Hummer, now an "isolated island in the sea," he saw the Dead Bodies below waving their arms and reaching for him.
"Demons dancing wildly." Hirono Toda thought the phrase fit perfectly, but that did not mean he wanted to keep experiencing it. He had just turned to jump when he discovered that the dead body sprawled across the hood had already grabbed the corner of his pants!
He nearly stumbled into the pile of Dead Bodies. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he aimed the muzzle directly at its head.
"Bang!"
The splattered brain matter dyed his clean black school uniform pants in black-and-white streaks. Komuro Takashi and the others watched with their hearts in their throats. They were not the ones experiencing it, but just watching was enough to make their hearts pound!
A mass of Dead Bodies fought to climb onto the hood, but quite a few were shoved off and fell back down. Dead Bodies would not die unless their heads were damaged, yet several were actually trampled to death! With her astonishing eyesight, Kurumi watched the Dead Bodies pinned beneath the feet of their own kind.
A hand or head would occasionally twitch upward, only to be stomped back down by another foot. The immense tide of Dead Bodies crushed even their eyeballs out! Without a doubt, the instant they