Chapter 528: They’re Coming!

Chapter 528: They’re Coming!

“Waaah get away from me, get awaayyy!!” a purple cape soldier kicked and screamed as he tried to break free from half a dozen other purple capes. Of course, in spite of his adrenaline-fueled desperate fight, he had no chance of fighting off six men that were fueled by something even more powerful.

“Beregooooold!!!” a young woman screamed in tears, reaching out to the unfortunate soldier, but she was held back by another fellow guard.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.

“Forget about him, Martha! He’s gone!!” he screamed, trying to break through to his emotionally distressed friend.

The other three purple capes also did nothing to help. It took all they had just to hold down a single one of the crazed guards who babbled, grunted, and moaned while slurping up the milk that already reached even this remote guard post. Although that wasn’t the true reason they hesitated to help. They knew it in their hearts—if they tried to, if they leapt into the fray, in the ensuing chaos they would too end up becoming like them. So, they resigned to simply watching their comrade get dragged away into the shadows with the pretense that they held their guard post in this unimportant hallway intersection.

Suddenly another guard ran into the intersection from the other hallway and shouted, “There’s more coming this way!!”

“We can’t hold this position any longer!” Klaus cried while trying to sweep the incoming milk away from their defensive position.

“We have to fall back!” Gerald shouted, breaking a sweat while holding down his crazed comrade.

“Oh, where’s Captain Flavna when you need her?” Vlad complained.

“They’re coming!!” Luca cried out.

And they indeed came. Dozens of them. Crazy-eyed, barely able to speak coherent, simple words, milk dripping from their chins. Once, loyal comrades. Now, simple-minded milk addicts. Some in uniform, some already in the uniform mother nature blessed them with. And they did not come alone.

“W-what’s that sound?”

“M-m-m-m-m-milk maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!”

“Hold it for your lives!!” Gerald shouted as he and the others braced the door with all their might while increasingly unsavory sounds came from the other side.

Then, the pressure lessened, and it got eerily quiet.

“A-are they gone?” Klaus asked with a trembling voice.

“I, I think so,” Martha whispered.

“Why do we even have a library in this place?” Klaus looked around as far as the light from a single torch would allow. Tall bookshelves filled with parchment and books disappeared into the darkness.

“Somebody once thought it could be used to pass the time or to re-educate the criminals,” Martha explained. “But there are increasingly few who can read even at a basic level.”

“Shh!!” Gerald shushed Martha.

Martha sulked and looked down. “GHYAAAAAAAAAAAH!!” she shrieked as if she’d seen a ghost, jumped up and ran from the door.

“What the hell is wrong with you? I told you to—” then Gerald saw it too. Milk, flowing into the library from under the door. More and more, faster, faster.

“G-G-G-Gerald,” Klaus looked at his fellow comrade with despair in his eyes, tears and snot all over his face. “I, I don’t want to... To become... Like-like them...”

“Just hold the door,” Gerald said with conviction, despite the dread in his heart. “There’s no way this entire room can be filled up.”

“Uwiiiigh!?” Klaus practically squealed when he felt a warm drop on his neck. The milk seeped through the cracks between the boards and an ominous heavy breathing on the other side of the door became increasingly louder.