Story 50: The Crimson Blade

The night was thick with the stench of decay and the distant growls of the creatures lurking in the shadows. West City had fallen into chaos, overrun by monsters that had once been human. Survival was a daily struggle, but Captain Lee and his team had faced worse odds before.

Captain Lee, his crimson beret a stark contrast to the darkness around him, inspected his blade with a grim expression. "We move out at dawn," he announced, his voice a low growl. "We need to secure the southern perimeter and find supplies."

Jim nodded, gripping his rifle tightly. "We won't let you down, Captain."

Sarah, her hands deftly checking her medical kit, looked up. "I'll be ready to treat any injuries. Just make sure you all come back in one piece."

Emily was busy rigging a makeshift bomb, her fingers flying over the wires. "If we run into any of those creatures, this should slow them down."