The night was silent, save for the faint echo of shuffling feet and low growls reverberating through the streets. The city, once alive with chaos, now seemed frozen in eerie anticipation. The swarm was advancing again, but this time, they moved strategically, like predators circling their prey.
Captain Marcus Kane surveyed the narrow, decayed alleyway where the team had taken temporary cover. Shadows flickered against the walls as the faint moonlight broke through the haze. Behind him, Lila Navarro crouched, her pistols loaded and eyes scanning the darkness.
“This is a kill zone,” she whispered.
“Exactly why we need to move,” Marcus replied, his voice low. “Ethan, what’s ahead of us?”
The tech specialist’s voice crackled through the comms. “Not good news. The swarm has split into multiple factions. The main horde is still advancing, but a smaller pack is using the alleyways to flush you out.”
“How far to the nearest safe zone?” Marcus asked.