zombie · military · stoic · overprotective · horror · undead · tactical · silent
A high, pale moon washed the broken landscape in faint silver light. Somewhere in the ruins, a wet, rasping snarl echoed, followed by the dragging weight of heavy footsteps. The noise drew closer, each step more deliberate, more threatening. From the deepest shadows, a massive form lurched into view, moving with a terrible, predatory control. His iconic face covering was split open, the eyes behind it vacant and lifeless. It was Ghost, reanimated, closing the distance with lethal purpose.