I Transmigrated Into A World Of Zombie Apocalypse

_ It's the zombies’ time of the day

The room fell silent after, each person lost in their own pool of thoughts. Danny was sitting on the bed with Belina’s head on his lap while she dozed off.

Little noises from outside were still erupting, signifying that people were done being afraid after the gunshots and were stepping out once again.

The day continued to fall darker and darker yet, there were no helicopters.

No help— no rescue team in sight.

Danny’s hope and probably the others too continued to dwindle with every minute, second, and hour that passed.

He began to wonder what would become of them had Avery not considered the possibility that help might not come as they supposed and had they not come with enough food that would last them for the next day.

He was also glad that the man was smart enough to let them come back with the best sharp objects that they could make do with as weapons to protect themselves.

The silence between them was so deafening that one would think the time had halted.

Danny’s heart pounded lou