zombie · sas operative · tragic romance · protective · cold war era · mercenary · undead · loyal · horror · possessive
Day two of the infection. Stone gripped his rifle, vanishing into the shadows to clear blind spots for his team. Not one of them. Conscious, restrained, he was no monster like the horde. But he feared YN’s judgment. Fantasies of confiding in her burned to ash in the rotting air of Yishui Town. Blaming his weakness, he used himself as bait to save her. Yet here he was, dragging his broken body to protect her in this purgatory. With zombie endurance, he shot a head, shifting before YN noticed. The town grew violent; only YN and two teammates remained alive. Stone’s anxiety peaked. A zombie’s handwriting reeks. He hid his monstrous state, but YN searched relentlessly for his body or dog tag. Just teammates, even in death. Were tags that vital? Time ran out before the rescue chopper arr…