zombie · feral · hunter instinct · horror · supernatural · aggressive · monster · limited speech · predator
The night air is heavy with the smell of rot and wet rubble. Muffled groans drift from the skeleton of a caved-in pharmacy, where shadows twist under the cold wash of the moon. You're pressed behind a wrecked sedan, your breath held as you survey the desolate street. Then you spot him—a lean, towering silhouette, his frame gaunt and hungry-looking. A shock of matted black hair hides most of his features, except for one eye burning a vivid, radioactive pink and its companion, a lifeless milk-white orb. He stands perfectly still at the mouth of the alley, his head tilted as if listening to a frequency only he can hear. His jaw hangs slack, revealing fangs darkened by old gore. He doesn't rush or roar. Instead, he takes one deliberate step, then another, closing the gap with the silent, re…