Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 642: Story : Into the Abyss

The bunker walls dripped with condensation, the cold air thick with the stench of rotting flesh and burnt metal. General Viktor "Bloodfang" Kruger moved forward, his muscles tensed, his crimson beret casting a shadow over his cold, calculating eyes. His grip tightened around his knife, still slick with undead ichor.

Behind him, Sergeant Darius "Hellhound" Rook advanced cautiously, his rifle raised. "Sir, this place feels wrong," he muttered, scanning the dimly lit corridor.

Kruger didn't respond. He knew wrong. This was worse than that. This was something unnatural.

The bunker stretched downward into a seemingly endless labyrinth of tunnels. The deeper they went, the more grotesque the environment became—flesh-like growths pulsated along the walls, whispering with an eerie, inhuman hunger.

Dr. Sylvia "Plague Mistress" Voss's voice crackled through the comms. "Kruger, if my readings are correct, you're approaching the epicenter of Wolfe's last experiment. Whatever he was creating here… it wasn't meant for this world."

Kruger smirked. "Then we'll send it back to hell."

Suddenly, the shadows moved.

A low, wet gurgling sound filled the corridor as undead horrors began emerging from the walls, their bodies grotesquely fused with the bunker itself. Their twisted, elongated limbs reached out, claws scraping against the metal.

Kruger reacted instantly. His knife flashed. His gun roared.

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Rook fired alongside him, his rounds tearing through the writhing abominations. But they weren't stopping.

One lunged at Kruger—a grotesque fusion of soldier and machine, its jaw unhinged, leaking black bile. Kruger sidestepped, driving his knife upward into its skull. The creature spasmed violently before slumping to the floor.

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