“Russel!” Lola ran the rest of the way to him, a spike of fear jabbing her in the back of her mind when she saw him suddenly collapse. When she got there, she looked him all over, trying to make sure he was still alive and breathing. “Talk to me.”

She made sure to keep him as still as possible while she checked him over. The ghouls had done a number on him. Several long and deep gashes were all over his chest, arms, legs, and most likely his back too. That was also where the ...