Story 577: The Screamer

The air hung heavy with tension as ZETU’s armored convoy rolled deeper into the dense, mist-covered forest. A chilling cry had been reported in the area—an unearthly scream that made survivors abandon their camps in terror. Captain Marcus Kane studied the terrain, his grip tight on his shotgun.

“Something’s off,” Marcus muttered. “This isn’t the usual infection pattern.”

Jenna “Blaze” Hart leaned forward, clutching her flamethrower. “The reports said it wasn’t just a scream. People who heard it went mad—some didn’t survive.”

Ethan “Brain” O’Connor’s voice crackled over the comms. “The acoustics of the soundwave suggest it’s not just a scream—it’s weaponized. Some kind of bio-acoustic attack.”

As the team disembarked near the epicenter of the reports, Detective Lila “Huntress” Navarro crouched low, scanning the fog with her thermal scope. “No heat signatures… but the trees are covered in something.”