The night erupted into chaos as the newly risen vampires clawed their way free from the earth, their guttural snarls cutting through the air. Their movements were unnatural, jerky, yet terrifyingly fast, as they lunged toward the team. Their glowing eyes burned with malice, and their elongated fangs gleamed in the dim light.
George stood firm, his rifle leveled as he barked orders. "Hold the line! Don't let them spread into town!"
Lucy was the first to fire, her shotgun roaring as it sent a burst of silver pellets into the nearest vampire's chest. The creature staggered but didn't fall, its claws scraping against the ground as it snarled and charged again. Jackie followed up with a precise headshot, her rifle's crack echoing through the cemetery. This time, the vampire collapsed, its body convulsing before turning to ash.
"Headshots slow them down, but it's not enough!" Jackie shouted, her voice tinged with frustration.