Part 65: Liberty of Mother Miranda

Outside the police station, the dangers were growing exponentially. Hordes of zombies were converging from every direction, their groans echoing ominously through the darkening streets. We lost no time and made our way to the basement, where the situation was no better. Zombies shuffled aimlessly, their lifeless eyes scanning for their next victim. Our path was blocked by their sheer numbers. One zombie lunged at me, but I shoved it away with all my strength and hurried inside. We couldn’t afford to waste any time; Mother Miranda was alone in her cell, and we had to reach her before it was too late.