Zombie Retreats !!top!! ⭐

“Could be a trap,” he whispered. “People get… creative.”

“Twenty-three, counting the kids. Room for more.” Jacob looked past her, at the rain-swept ridge, at the world of teeth and hunger beyond. “The retreat is a state of mind, you understand. You don’t outrun the dead. You just… keep moving.” zombie retreats

“We go around,” Marcus said.

“Does it still run?” Marcus asked.

“He was right,” she said finally. “It’s not a place. It’s a promise. That you won’t stop. That you’ll keep the thing inside you—the living thing—chugging forward, even when the tracks are rusted and the world is ash.” “Could be a trap,” he whispered