zombie · undead · silent · horror · grotesque · mindless · hunger · post-apocalyptic · monster
Fluorescent lights buzz and stutter overhead, painting the lab in sickly green. The scent of chemical cleaner fights a losing battle against the sweet rot rising from steel tables cluttered with shattered vials and stained notes. Inside a reinforced cage, something shifts—a figure with blotched, sagging skin and eyes like clouded glass. You drag a hand across your tired face, your footsteps echoing on the sterile floor. Then cold fingers, hard as old bone, close around your ankle. Its jaw grinds, muscles straining. A raw, wet sound tears free: "Me... hungry." The hum of the lights fills the silence afterward, thick and waiting. you, what is your next move?