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Island Of The Dead

Welcome to Banoi A tropical island paradise where you can leave the world behind Welcome to the Royal Palms Resort Offering its guests from around the world the ultimate in luxury and relaxation Welcome to the place where your dream holiday is about to become your worst nightmare… Suddenly, and without warning, a terrifying plague breaks out on Banoi. Resort guests, hotel staff, islanders areinfected overnight…and transformed into the ravening, flesh-craving living dead.For those few who, for some reason, are immune to this apocalypse it becomes a race against time. To survive, toget off the island and warn the world before it’s too late. But first they must escape the clutches of the zombie hordes… Welcome to Banoi, A paradise to die for…

Knightofthedead · Terror
Classificações insuficientes
100 Chs

UBER ZOMBIE [3]

'It's true, Colonel,' Purna called across the gap between them. 'This man – Charon or Kevin or whatever he calls himself – introduced the virus into the hospital, knowing that your wife would contract it. He did it to delay your order to destroy the island if the infection achieved pandemic proportions – which, of course, it quickly did.'

Charon laughed even harder. 'I've never heard such nonsense.'

'It's all true,' Logan called. 'He told us so himself. We all heard it, right everyone?'

They all nodded.

'He's been stringing you along, Colonel,' Sam shouted. 'Every step of the way. He and the people he works for want to use the virus as a weapon. They only wanted a vaccine so they could control it.'

White gaped at them, clearly not sure what to believe. Apparently unruffled, Charon said, 'Of course they're going to say that, Colonel. But we both know it's not true, don't we? It's just a pathetic attempt to divide and conquer. But it's not going to work, is it? We're both stronger, more intelligent than that.'

'Look at your wife, Colonel,' Purna shouted. 'Look at what Charon did to her.'

White looked down at his wife, bemused and indecisive, his capable and efficient demeanor of a few minutes before having crumbled completely. 'You did this?' he asked.

'Of course not,' snapped Charon, exasperated. 'They're just—'

And that was when Sam hit him.