Chapter 12 Cornered

• A hundred grubby hands and stumbling legs hobbled forward, as the infected surged like a tidal wave. Their raspy shrieks tore across the church as they clambered over each other, rushing to feed on their living prey.
• “Through here!” Liam grabbed Nora’s hand and sprinted back, dragging her behind.
• He ran straight toward the back of the church and rushed into the dead bishop’s private chamber. Once inside, he quickly slammed the door shut and bolted it from within.