Campus of the undead
Their presence always indicated something important—or dangerous.
Joseph squinted, trying to get a better look at the soldier’s face. But it was obscured, and the man’s movements were jerky, unnatural.
A sick realization hit him. The soldier wasn’t alive.
“Damn it,” Joseph hissed, stepping back from the window. If government operatives had fallen, it meant the outbreak was far worse than he’d imagined. His thoughts turned to his own father, who had served in similar elite units. Was this connected to the government? A conspiracy? Or had they simply been overrun like everyone else? but that wasn't possible, as the soldiers weren't one to leave their post as they stuck to their bosses always.
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