Joyce raced past us with a rifle slung over her shoulders. “Take cover folks, this is not a drill.”
“What’s happening?” asked Mark.
“Take a look,” yelled Joyce, nodding in the direction of a tunnel that led to the back of the aquarium.
In the distance I could make the figure of what appeared to be a zombie. A light lit him up from behind, making him appear a lot like a silhouette.
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