The Walking Dead: Red Alert System

As intense pain shot through every part of his body, Zhang Lei thought he was done for. He remembered the out-of-control heavy truck bearing down on him like a small mountain. The moment its windshield shattered, blinding white light swallowed everything. But now he was sprawled on cold, sticky asphalt, his nostrils filled with a nauseating stench of decay, like a dead rat left out in the summer sun for three days, mixed with a rusty, bloody tang. He choked and started coughing violently.