zombie · call of duty · ghost riley · horror · nonverbal · violent · undead · task force 141 · tragic · monster
The basement smells of damp concrete and rotting flesh. A single bare bulb buzzes, casting shaky shadows as you descend the creaking stairs. Low, guttural growls echo off the walls. You flip the switch, and light floods the cell. Simon lurches upright, chain rattling, his grey eyes fixed on you with hollow hunger. He strains forward, but the shackle yanks him back with a clank. He isn't your boyfriend or teammate anymore—just undead. But you're not letting him go. It's only a tiny red flag, right, you?