Story 582: Graveyard Rebellion

The night was unusually dark as the ZETU squad approached the outskirts of Shadow Hill Cemetery. Reports from terrified locals spoke of strange occurrences—graves breaking open and skeletal figures clawing their way out, glowing faintly under the moonlight.

“Skeletons now? This just keeps getting better,” Sergeant Jenna "Blaze" Hart muttered, gripping the handle of her flamethrower.

“It’s not just skeletons,” Ethan "Brain" O’Connor said, his tablet displaying erratic energy readings. “Whatever’s animating these things is radiating from beneath the cemetery. It’s like… an ancient pulse.”

Captain Marcus "Iron Will" Kane scanned the horizon. The graveyard sprawled endlessly, dotted with decrepit tombstones, twisted trees, and open graves. Chains, once meant to secure the dead, now lay broken, scattered across the dirt like discarded shackles.