Sam was shivering. He couldn't look at the zombies. His gaze fixed on grandpa Philip but grandpa Philip averted his gaze.
Lola took a slow step forward and picked the knife from the ground with a trembling hand.
"Good! You can do it."
She approached the zombies with trembling hands. "Are they not going to attack me?" She asked, looking at Justin. Justin smiled.
"Don't worry, they won't. With me here. Nothing would happen to you. Hmm?"
Lola nodded and stopped a couple of inches from the zombies, trembling. She took a deep breath when she heard Justin's voice.
"Remember, you mother and father. Now, kill them!"
Ah!!!
Lola gnashed her teeth; her hands stopped trembling. While she continues murmurs some indistinct words, taking a step at a time toward the zombies.
She stopped a couple of feet from the zombie lying on the ground and stared straight into the zombie hollow eyes.