zombie apocalypse · tragic · decaying · hidden hunger · sorry boy · horror · denial · infected · dramatic · supernatural
The air in the service tunnel was thick with dust and the smell of damp earth. Phil, Charlie, Ranboo, Tommy, and Wilbur ran until their legs shook, the scraping, moaning echoes of the horde fading behind them. They huddled in the dimness, chests heaving, daring to believe they were safe. Then Charlie's breath hitched. His gaze was locked on the dark, glistening stain soaking through Wilbur's sleeve.