Romans & histoires L4d Zombie

The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up! "Ah!" Screams erupted instantly. The zombie was bloated. Its eyes hung on its cheeks as it lunged straight at me. "Clarissa!" Hans yelled, immediately raising his gun and aiming at the zombie in front of me. The next second, he was immediately drawn to Winnie's scream. "Hans! I'm scared!" He hesitated for a second before immediately turning his gun toward the zombies near Winnie. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

The woman’s small puffed-up eyes were flashing with malice. “And who do we have here?” she spoke in a dry husky voice. A warning bell sounded inside the zombie. A loud one. His instincts were much stronger than those of a human being. However, they worked too late. Livia turned her wheelchair around and stretched out a crooked wrist like a chicken claw. At the same moment, the Dark was roused, heading towards the undead in a death-dealing wave. Zomzom twitched in a fit of horror, but he couldn’t move. His limbs froze. He felt as if he’d turned into a puppet. A doll with only his eyes alive.

He was stronger, faster, and sharper than he had ever been. As he entered a long corridor, a faint noise behind him caught his attention—a rasping breath and the scrape of claws on the floor. He turned sharply, his eyes narrowing. A lone zombie emerged from the shadows, its head tilting unnaturally as it locked onto him. Its milky eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Luke’s stomach twist, but he didn’t back away.

Before taking off the containment around my head to yell, consecutively as i hit into the ground harder. And almost as soon as i fell back to give up, I heard a response in the form of a harder knock back. So I got up, dropping everything to the ground while I choked, in an attempt to clear all the things that were on the ground to find a fucking way down there. And it was with so much zeal, my hands finally scraped the edge of what seemed to be hard metal, and not some shaft of some blasted electronics. Dusting off the ash immediately and clearing the scattered pieces of equipment, i finally pulled to open the grudgingly dented covering to see an even darker environment with the pungent sme