Novelas y relatos de Zombies #someday

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

Without my mutative abilities to reinforce the camp's defenses, they wouldn't hold up much longer. I clenched my fist, my nails digging into my palm. Tomorrow would be day three. Emilia, this would be your last chance. The first light of dawn barely touched the horizon when I stormed out of the isolation room. Those gray-white streaks on my right arm had already spread halfway up my shoulder. A night had passed, and the air smelled even more rancid now. I could feel the zombies closing in. Without me as the primary fighter, the camp wouldn't last much longer.

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

Meanwhile, the comments were having the time of their lives. [Yes! This is exactly how they should be tortured!] [Dan got caught stealing dog food yesterday. It had me in stitches.] [But be careful, PC. The comments are saying a zombie wave is coming soon, and Callie seems to be secretly gathering strength. She might try something.] A zombie wave? I narrowed my eyes. It looked like the last bit of value those two pieces of good-for-nothing had was finally about to be cashed in. However, what I didn’t expect was how quickly the zombie wave would arrive.

It was protecting its children from the zombie horde. Even zombies instinctively protected their offspring. And yet my own sister spent every waking moment plotting against me. The thought left a bitter chill in my chest. Fortunately, my sadness lasted less than three seconds before my mood brightened again. Because at that exact moment, the system informed me that the zombie siege had counted as a major survival crisis. Even though I had survived partly thanks to the zombie bird’s help, I was still eligible for a special reward because of it.

"Why are we sitting here listening to a girl? You've got us working twenty-four-hour shifts, locking down the compound, and calling in our families like the sky is falling. If we're going to war, just give us a target!" ​"Yeah," another man chimed in, leaning forward with a patronizing smirk. "Who are we fighting again? The Calpanos? The Martins? Boss, we don't need to excavate underground bunkers and build twenty-four-foot walls for those insects. We can wipe them out in a weekend." ​A wave of low, mocking laughter broke out around the table. ​I kept my expression completely blank, though my blood began to simmer. I knew better than to mention the words ‘zombies or apocalypse.’

Sarah muttered, rolling his eyes. Favour adjusted his glasses. “I’m going to sleep for a week. Maybe two and never read any book that has to do with zombies again.” “Boring,” Justin said with a grin. “Me? I’m hitting up the biggest buffet in town. And I’m not leaving until they roll me out.” “You’d be doing that even if there wasn’t a zombie apocalypse,” Collins quipped, earning a round of laughter. Jeff smiled faintly. “I just want to see my family again.”

James ➡ Last night, dem see him body for bush, them say na Nightshade kill am. Johnson ➡ God! Na wetin dey happen for this school? . James ➡ This place ehn! Na wetin you wan buy? . I bought what I needed and went back to the hostel, As I reached there, I saw Zombie in a sad mood, which was a rare case, I decided to ask what was going on? . Johnson ➡ Hey Z, what's wrong? . Zombie ➡ Nothing bro.... . Johnson ➡ Come on talk to me, what happened?

Brie sat with wide eyes. No way. No way was this real. On the computer screen, flashed four big words. "THE WORLD IS ENDING." She scrolled through twitter, seeing tweets on how to stay alive. Apparently, it was a virus only caught if the body fluids of a carrier entered your body. Brie glanced at Adam, thinking about his wound. What about Melissa? "Okay... Focus." She patted the desk and continued to read. Hopefully, there'd be something helpful, something to keep them alive. She spotted a specific article a stranger had made a few hours ago.