“How much of the perfume do we have left?”

“We’re almost out.”

"Ha… I guess we can’t use perfume to hide our smell anymore.”

“All the more reason why we should go back to the shelter! You know that zombies are even more active at night.”

“That’s what I mean! How do you think the two of us will make it back? Think before you speak, alright?”

As the man raised his voice, the woman teared up.

“Then what?! I don’t want to die like this!"

"Ha…”

The man let out a sigh and gently massaged his temples, then slightly opened his bleary eyes.

“Soo-Hyun, I know you’re very scared right now, but you have to listen to me. We can’t go back right now.”

“...”

“The rest of the food team has probably gotten back by now. Han-Sol must’ve noticed that we’re missing.”

“And what if Han-Sol notices? How would Han-Sol know to come here and find us?”

“... Everyone with us was killed. Han-Sol will be able to track us down by following the dead bodies.”

I was able to get a rough idea of their overall situation after listening to their conversation. The two belonged to the food team of some shelter, and it seemed like their group had been attacked by zombies on their way to get food. The rest of the people in their group were killed, but these two were able to escape and end up here.

I rubbed my chin and thought for a moment.

'They might be useful. I’ll keep them alive.’

I believed the next step toward survival...