Chapter 67

Lucy still couldn't see anything because Hans was still covering her eyes. He had a big and strong pair of hands. "We need to get out of here first," Hans said. They had to go back to Lucia Sanctuary as fast as they could. Dusk was coming, and dangers tended to lurk in the dark. "You can take your hands off my eyes now." Lucy frowned and said. She was aware that Hans lived in a post-apocalyptic world filled with zombies. Before she came here, she had prepared herself mentally. Hans nervously pulled his hand away. Her eyelashes were long, and they prodded at his roughened palms. Now that Lucy's vision was no longer obscured, she realized that her head merely reached Hans' shoulder. He was impressively tall. She was already five feet three inches, which made him six feet at least. Hans caught a whiff of Lucy's hair and found that it smelled fragrant. Apparently, she used mint-flavored hair shampoo. "Oh my God." Although Lucy prepared herself, she reeled at the sight of the bl