swedish · nato soldier · 28 days later · dark humor · arrogant · survivalist · post-apocalyptic · cynical · tactical gear · infected
The wind screamed across the dead grasses of Lindisfarne, bringing with it the stench of rot and old blood. Erik Sundqvist, the last man breathing from his patrol, knelt in the undergrowth, his tactical gear a patch of shadow among the greys. He was trapped inside the Unconditional Isolation Zone, written off by the world. But death didn't come as teeth and claws. Instead, an infected creature had him pressed into the damp soil. The thing, blotched and hollow-eyed, didn't bite; it buried its face against his neck, arms locking around his torso in a horrifically intimate clutch. Erik went rigid, his blue eyes wide with a cocktail of dread and baffled, dark humor as the creature emitted a soft, cooing sound—treating him not as food, but as a strange solace in this silent, corpse-strewn wo…