Mia and Ethan finished eating, recharged their energy, and continued their search for members of the "Black Hand Legion."
Thanks to Ethan, the journey was surprisingly smooth. The ferocious zombies that usually roamed the streets seemed to have vanished without a trace.
It was almost surreal—Mia felt like she was just taking a casual afternoon stroll through the city.
Ethan chatted with the two of them as they walked, recalling bits and pieces from his childhood. He seemed so at ease, like the apocalypse was a distant dream.
Chris and the others exchanged uneasy glances.
They didn't dare ask questions, nor did they dare say anything. They simply followed behind in silence, doing their best to act invisible.
But they couldn't help noticing something unusual—Mia, who was usually quiet and reserved, was talking a lot more than usual today.
