Story 549: The Graveyard Ambush

Rain poured relentlessly as thunder rolled across the cursed graveyard, casting fleeting shadows over broken tombstones and flooded dirt paths. The eerie glow of lightning illuminated a figure crawling out of a fresh grave, its skeletal grin and mud-caked claws reaching for the ground above.

Captain Marcus Kane tightened his grip on his shotgun, his voice cutting through the comms. “ZETU, keep your eyes open. Something’s not right here.”

The team had been sent to investigate reports of unusual zombie activity in the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. The area was known for its ancient crypts and unmarked graves—an ideal breeding ground for the infected.

“Captain, movement to your right,” Riley “Quick Shot” Bennett whispered, her sniper rifle fixed on the tree line.

Marcus turned, scanning the darkness as raindrops obscured his vision. “I see it,” he muttered. “Huntress, take point. Blaze, watch our six.”