[Time: 1200 Hours]
[Location: Storage Room – Unknown Rooftop, Manila]
The rhythmic pounding on the door had stopped.
Thomas sat upright, his bat resting against his knee as he listened intently. The groaning and clawing that had filled the night had vanished, replaced by the distant sounds of gunfire and explosions in the city.
Erica, still seated on the floor near the wall, noticed his sudden focus. "What is it?"
Thomas didn't answer immediately. Instead, he rose from his spot and cautiously approached the door. He pressed his ear against it, listening for any movement. Nothing. Slowly, he turned the knob and nudged the door open just enough to peer outside.
The stairwell was empty.
"They're gone. But I still wouldn't go down there. We are under equipped to fight them."
"That's… weird. They were just out there a few hours ago."
