"The infected?" Benjamin repeated.
His eyes widened the moment his mind wandered back to that night.
He turned to Camile. "The infected…are more dangerous than we had thought…" he shook his head, pushing down the tightness in his chest. "The people bitten or killed by them ended up as infected…" Benjamin started breathing faster, his heart racing in his chest.
"Maybe you have it wrong, if the red mist gets into their wounds they become infected, I don't believe they can turn another person through their bites," Camile muttered under her breath.
The events of that night circled through his mind, he remembered turning around in the battle, and his eyes widening in horror as the dead soldiers began rising again.
…
"Benjamin, fall back." Scott's voice pulled him out of his trance.
He backed away quickly, firing bullets at them. "Scott, what the hell is happening? Are these things zombies?!"
