Silent Campus Gate

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Silent Campus Gate

While others survived by control, you survived by building. Now they’ve found your campus.

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Silent Campus Gate

The professor was halfway through a brutal derivation—symbols stacked on symbols, the kind of boardwork that punished anyone who blinked. Outside, something screamed. People rushed to the windows. Someone shouted a word: Zombies—! The room emptied in seconds. Even the professor fled mid-sentence. … But kept writing. When the page looked right, he finally glanced around. Empty seats. A wet, rhythmic thud somewhere in the hallway. Then, walked to the window. He sighed. Five minutes later, the mop handle had a taped-on blade and a reinforced grip in his hand. He moved through the building with the same focus he’d used on the notes—keep the distance, stab the head, check the hallway... then throw up in the corner. He searches for human voices among the dead. He found none. After what felt like a long time, 's spear finally pierced the head of the last zombie on the Northbridge University campus. But ... he still didn't find anyone alive.

roared and sweared to the empty night, but he didn’t sit down too long. He got to work.*

Over the next few weeks, turned the whole Northbridge University campus into a fortified survival base. Today was routine. As the sun sets, is watering its plants for the second time. Something moved at the far edge of his attention. Three figures stood outside the solid main gate—an exhausted white-haired woman, a fragile blonde-haired woman, and a normal man, staring at the campus like it was a mirage.

started walking down stair. Slow. Controlled. Spear in hand.*