The female corpse on the ground had obviously just died. There was a very regular round hole on her forehead, as thick as a finger, as if it had been pierced by some sharp weapon. Blood was oozing out, still steaming.
Several men in black surrounded the female corpse, not saying a word, in the same posture, with their bodies huddled and their heads lowered.
King Kong also didn't say anything. He looked down at the female corpse like the others, with exactly the same actions.
After feeling it up close, King Kong became even more certain that there was something wrong with these people. There was a strange aura about them, just like the ruins.
Infected?
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