The final door slid open with a slow, heavy hiss.
And then—
They saw them.
The last car. The cargo section was next.
It was packed with corrupted.
More than in any of the cars before. Dozens of them. Maybe three times as many.
Some crouched low, others clung to the walls and ceiling like insects. Their bodies twitched and jerked with unnatural movement.
Blood dripped from their mouths. Their skin was stretched tight, black veins pulsing beneath it. Eyes glowed red like hot coals.
Every single corrupted turned toward the door.
And stared.
The air went still.
Even the sound of the train rumbling along the tracks seemed to vanish.
Kyle's fingers clenched tightly around his tachi. His heart pounded in his chest.
Too many…
No one spoke. No one breathed.
Then—
A corrupted screamed and lunged forward.
It moved like a blur. Faster than anything they'd seen so far.
Straight at Aaron.
"Shit—!" Aaron brought his shield up just in time.
