Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition

Chapter 367 Story 367: The Unexpected Reunion

Zara Kincaid pressed her back against the cold stone wall, her breathing steady but her mind racing. The facility's flickering lights barely illuminated the corridor, casting eerie shadows that danced like ghosts. She adjusted her grip on the tactical blade in her hand, her firearm holstered for moments where silence wasn't an option. The beacon's signal was getting stronger, pulling her deeper into the unknown.

But then, she heard it—soft, deliberate footsteps, echoing just beyond the bend. Zara tensed, her instincts screaming that she wasn't alone. Slowly, she edged closer, peering around the corner.

A familiar figure stood there, backlit by the dim, flickering light. His blonde hair and sharp features were unmistakable, even through the grime and exhaustion etched onto his face.

"Zara?"

Her breath hitched. "Rowan? What the hell are you doing here?"

He stepped forward, his hands raised slightly in a gesture of peace. "Looking for the same thing you are, apparently," he replied, his voice low but calm.

The two bolted down the corridor, their boots pounding against the steel floor. Rowan drew his firearm, covering their rear as Zara led the way. The beacon's signal grew stronger, its light pulsing faintly through a doorway ahead.

"In there!" she yelled, kicking the door open.

They stumbled into the room, slamming the heavy metal door shut behind them. Rowan leaned against it, bracing it as the infected pounded from the other side.

Zara's eyes darted around the room. The beacon sat on a table, its signal strong but unstable. But what caught her attention was the file next to it—a dossier marked with the insignia of the scavenger group Rowan had mentioned.

"This isn't just a beacon," she muttered, her heart sinking. "It's bait."

Rowan's face hardened. "Then we're already in their trap."