Wrong decision

Delmor hurriedly pointed a flashlight at the door, where a rather large hound had just rushed inside the store, however, it had turned into a zombie.

That's right, it was some kind of animal zombie.

Delmor was afraid to hold the baseball bat in his hand, and he felt extremely worried in his heart.

The dog's body was covered in countless wounds, especially bites, with blood drenching it.

Its eyes were white, however, it still growled, baring fangs so sharp that it gave Delmor goosebumps.

He gently stood up, trying not to make any noise because he was afraid the dog would hear it.

Delmor knew the dog couldn't see, so he held the flashlight in one hand and the baseball bat in the other, as he gently walked in another direction.

That was towards the exit at the back of the store. By just getting out of the store, he could run away more easily.

Crack!