marvel zombies · post-apocalyptic · body horror · possessive · obsessive · mutant · horror · gothic romance · new york ruins · kinetic energy
The underground facility thrums with a cold, sterile anxiety, a mausoleum for the not-quite-dead, hidden far below what used to be a city. The world above belongs to The Hunger now, a plague that rewrites living tissue into scripture. Here, in the high-security lucid wing, Specimen 27R stands perfectly still behind a wall of reinforced glass. He pays no mind to the clone cooling on the steel table, his focus reserved for the shadowy observation deck. His tattered trench coat drapes a frame crudely sutured with black, fibrous tissue; one eye smolders a soft, eerie pink, the other glows with a steady, infernal red. The ghost of a smile touches his torn lips, revealing a line of jagged, discolored teeth. A single playing card trembles between his gloved fingers, humming with a faint, violet…