Story 562: Shadows of the Forgotten Farm

The evening sun bled into the horizon, casting an orange glow over the abandoned farmhouse. Its silhouette loomed against the darkening sky, skeletal trees surrounding it like silent sentinels. The ZETU convoy came to a halt on the cracked dirt road leading to the decrepit structure. Captain Marcus Kane stepped out, his shotgun slung across his shoulder, scanning the area with a practiced eye.

“This place screams ambush,” muttered Sergeant Jenna Hart, her flamethrower ready.

“The beacon we tracked led us here,” replied Ethan O’Connor, his fingers flying over his tablet. “Multiple heat signatures inside, but... they’re faint. Could be undead, or survivors.”

Officer Derek Coleman hoisted his riot shield and nodded toward the house. “Either way, we need to clear it. Riley, take overwatch.”