L.T Adrian Kane

The chaos started as whispers on the radio—an outbreak in the city. By the time the power failed, the streets outside my apartment were a cacophony of screams and pounding feet. The undead were relentless, their guttural groans blending into the chilling symphony of panic. I had barricaded myself in, but it didn’t take long for my sanctuary to crumble. A shattered window, a rotting hand clawing through, and suddenly they were inside.