Ethan, Mia, and Sean all grew up in the same orphanage. No parents, no family—just the three of them against the world.
Robert felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry."
Sean, however, just laughed it off, completely unfazed. "Haha, no big deal. The three of us are family anyway." He grinned and took a big, crunchy bite out of his apple.
As they moved forward, the shelter came closer into view, but so did the monsters. The streets were crawling with them now.
Shadows flickered in the corners of their vision, accompanied by eerie chittering sounds or guttural growls. These weren't just monsters—they were the parasitized remains of the people who had once lived in the shelter.
Robert even recognized a few faces among them.