"Stop smashing the window, I won't open it. If you don't leave, I'll let the zombies in. We can all die together."
I spoke harshly, and the sound of window smashing indeed ceased.
"She won't dare, you keep going."
The cold voice of the man with glasses rang out, piercing my heart like a sharp sword.
Yes, I dare not. I dare not kill, and I'm afraid of zombies. I fear that after everything ends, I'll be caught and thrown into prison. I'm only twenty-four, I don't want to leave a stain on my life.
