In her daze, someone had grabbed her hand. Because she hadn't expected anyone to run into her, she fell.
"Please, Miss!" The man sent an apologetic look, but his voice was still insistent. Zerra wondered. She was easily knocked down by him. Why ask for help from a weak-looking chicken like her?
Perhaps he had seen her coming out of the hospital.
She took a deep breath and stared at him seriously. "What happened?"
"My teacher is in danger!" The man grabbed her hand pleadingly again.
"What kind of danger?" She pressed.
"Zombies and mutated animals! So please help us…" The man had some scratches and wounds on his skin, but they were nothing serious.
Zerra's face grew serious. "Let's go."
She walked forward, waiting for the man to lead her toward where his teacher was. Since he called him teacher, maybe they were a teacher and student from some kind of university?
"Miss…" Bewilderment painted his face.
