The appearance of this news immediately plunged the survivors, who had just begun to feel hope, into even deeper despair!
After being trapped here, their hope had been fading bit by bit, and they had barely come to accept that miserable reality.
It was the voice over the radio that had brought them new hope.
Then joy turned to sorrow, as the sound they made had drawn in this kind of monster.
After going to great lengths and sacrificing the door, tables, and cabinets to kill it, they received this new message.
The emotional whiplash made quite a few people break down and burst into tears.
Their wailing only grew louder.
Those who should make the sign of the cross kept making it, and those who should cry kept crying.
Even the two police officers and the two young men who had helped brace the cabinet earlier looked utterly dejected.
And without question, after those sounds rang out inside, the Lickers outside that had been feeding on zombies abandoned the rotten flesh at their mouths and turned their attention over.
Cunning hunters possessed their hunting instincts.
The corpses of their companions warned them that these prey could fight back.
They kept prowling outside the room, making all kinds of noises to stir up tension and misunderstanding within.
Then a black shadow shot through the doorway and into the room at high speed.
It was immediately met with concentrated fire from Chris and Jill.
But they soon discovered that it was merely a battered zombie corpse.
The Lickers had flung it inside with their tongues!
"Not good!"
Alarmed, Chris was about to adjust his aim when he realized that the Licker's diversion had not been followed by an attack.
Amid a burst of noises, it seemed to have temporarily moved away