Story 530: The Yellow Wasteland

The sulfuric haze bathed the city ruins in an eerie yellow glow, casting long shadows that danced ominously on the ground. The horde marched forward with chilling determination, their glowing blue eyes piercing through the fog. The ZETU team stood on the crumbling rooftop of an old factory, their breaths shallow, adrenaline pumping. The groans of the undead echoed louder with each passing second.

Captain Marcus Kane adjusted his comms earpiece, his eyes scanning the horizon. “This isn’t just another swarm. They’re organized.” He pointed to the streets below, where the zombies moved in near-unison, like soldiers on a battlefield. “Something’s controlling them.”

“Whatever it is, it’s huge,” Ethan “Brain” O’Connor reported from the surveillance van parked a block away. His drones hovered overhead, streaming live footage to his screen. “That Titan-class zombie isn’t just walking—it’s leading. And we’ve got smaller ones flanking it, clearing paths for the rest.”