Zombie 소설 & 이야기

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks

She patted her face to make herself more conscious. It's impossible. The eyes of the zombies are blood red, and their skin will quickly become old, dry, or decayed. The blood vessels under the skin will also turn green - of course, the blood vessels of the fourth generation of mutated zombies that have appeared in recent years are black, but no matter what, zombies cannot mutate to be the same as living people!

The campsite suddenly filled with a repugnant smell, like rotting flesh. Nathan leaped forward just as the creatures burst from the shadows. They were tall and bulky, twice the height of Nathan, with dangling arms, wide hands, thin bony fingers, vicious claws, and protruded fangs shining with poison. It was like seeing a vampire experience death over and over again, unwilling to die. I stared in horror, a blood lust and anger evident in their faces. I lost my balance, collapsing in panic. Everything became a bur. Junto was flung aside by one of the beast's pale hands. Then it dove after the Shape Shifter with jaws the size of a bear trap.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Evelyn POV “Phantom there's no way in hell I am wearing this!” Zombie complained as he held the pink t-shirt that read: ‘Down to DEFCON’. Buddha walked into the conference room with a huge smile on his face. “I don’t know Z, this shirt is pretty awesome.” He looked down at his own pink t-shirt that he had cut into a tank top. “I think pink is our color.” Zombie rolled his eyes. “You don’t even understand computers but yet you are wearing a shirt that only makes sense to computer people!”

I didn’t hear it – I almost forgot that I should be deaf! I take back my baseball bat and smash its head. It takes 4 full strenght smash to die, I now realize why they called it a zombie. Every city in the world has an Island, which contains monsters. Did… the Island in this area not yet clean? No, it should be clean! Before facing Nathan, we made sure that all areas is cleaned.

We ignored any further talk, carrying our spoils back to the 18th floor without looking back. Behind us, curses echoed down the hallway, with many calling us heartless and cruel. Back in the apartment, Madeline was so exhausted she slumped into a heap, unable to speak. I quickly found iodine, sterile bandages, and a row of anti-inflammatory antibiotics. Although werewolves can heal themselves, in this post-apocalyptic world, insufficient energy could affect wound recovery. After disinfecting, I wrapped her arm tightly. This outing had shattered their mental barriers. The air was thick with the shock of barely surviving.

I replied "Turn it off. The generator powered several of my essential systems. Cutting it would leave portions of the compound without electricity, including some of the equipment I needed to monitor the perimeter, b the infected were multiplying outside and Kael looked far too serious for me to dismiss his warning. I reached for the controls but before I could touch them, the German Shepherd barked. The infected on the screen moved simultaneously, every single one of them turned toward the sound. My blood ran cold. Then the nearest zombie slammed into the damaged wall. On the third impact, a crack spread across the concrete. Kael rose unsteadily from his chai

Casey Waiting for the dead to attack ended up being the longest twenty minutes of my life. Unsure of what to expect, I was practically hyperventilating when the shambling horde of hungry biters was only a few houses away. Zombies couldn't throw rocks through our windows or use weapons of any kind other than their own bodies, but it didn't make our circumstances any less terrifying. When the group finally made it to the road in front of my house, it surprised me to see they were somewhat docile, at least for now. It appeared as if they were moving just to move with no designated stopping point.

Between me and Micheal breaking up and now Kita acting crazy, I just couldn't catch a break. I decided not to cook that night so I called and ordered pizza. We sat in the game room and watched movies as we ate. I was enjoying the day and excited to see the kids curl up beside their daddy. Aza was in his lap with her head laying on his chest. That girl loves her daddy. She was true daddy girls. Tonight was watching Frozen. Aza request. It was her turn to pick. The boys thought it was too childish, but we watched it with her.