Story 543: Shadows in the Fog

The night grew colder as a thick fog rolled in, swallowing the industrial zone in a sea of gray. The glowing eyes of the undead pierced through the mist, a chilling reminder that the fight was far from over. ZETU regrouped near an abandoned shipping depot, their breaths visible in the damp air.

“Report,” Captain Marcus Kane said, scanning the foggy expanse.

“Ammo’s running low,” Riley muttered, checking her sniper rifle. “And visibility just dropped to zero. Perfect conditions for getting ambushed.”

“Shield’s dented, but I can still hold,” Derek added, flexing his arms as he adjusted the battered riot shield.

“The fog’s giving them the advantage,” Lila observed, her pistols drawn as she prowled the perimeter. “They could be anywhere.”

Jenna wiped soot from her face. “I’ve got half a tank left on the flamethrower. Let’s make it count.”

“Brain, you seeing anything?” Marcus asked over the comms.