Chapter 144: Search for the Cure

"So, let me get this straight." Lith still doubted Vickas's words.

"Among the group of traitors that is trying to sabotage the Queen's work, there is someone that lead them by the nose while preparing this plague?"

Vickas nodded, his eyes always fixed on the army of mouths millimetres away from his bleeding flesh.

"What does this mastermind want? What's the endgame?" A zombie lifted Vickas' head by the chin, forcing him to look at Lith in the eyes.

"I don't know." He squealed. The hand holding him was flabby and sticky, secreting decomposition fluids at every movement. The putrid smell would have made him puke already, but there was nothing left but bile in his stomach.

"Then how come you know so much about your friends and their masters? It seems only a convenient lie to me."

Vickas exploded into a feverish laughter. The dreadful experience he was living, being captured, tortured and allegedly infected, had already pushed him to the brink of insanity.