Hope

Brandon and Carlo carried the zombie corpse onto the balcony under everyone's terrified gazes. The mangled head caused by Brandon's repeated strike looked very disgusting and it also produced a revolting smell that lingered inside the room. 

"Be careful. It's blood might be infectious." Someone said to them.

"Let's throw this thing away." Brandon said. 

"You mean down there?" Carlo stared beneath the building while saying this.

"Where else can we discard this corpse?" Brandon stared at him as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Alright. Alright." Carlo helped him throw the corpse away, but he didn't dare watch as it fell to the ground. 

After discarding the corpse, the two went back to the room. 

"We managed to bring our supplies with us." Arianne, the tomboyish girl said.