Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 383 Story : Beneath the Shadows

The dimly lit corridor stretched endlessly before Zara, each step she took resonating against the cold, metal walls. The faint hum of machinery echoed in the distance, mingling with the rhythmic drip of water from leaky pipes overhead. Zara paused to adjust the strap of her holster, her crimson sweater now marred with streaks of dirt and blood—a testament to the battles fought so far.

She approached a rusted elevator, its doors slightly ajar. Beyond it lay the underground facility rumored to be the King's latest stronghold. She took a deep breath, steadying herself. Every fiber of her being told her this was a trap, but she couldn't turn back now.

With a sharp tug, Zara forced the elevator doors open wider and peered inside. The cables were frayed, and the car hung precariously a few stories below. A maintenance ladder ran along the side of the shaft, disappearing into the darkness below.

"Perfect," she muttered sarcastically.

She secured her pistol, tightened her gloves, and began her descent. The cold metal rungs bit into her palms as she climbed down, her boots occasionally slipping on the moisture-slicked surfaces. The air grew colder the deeper she went, carrying with it the faint stench of decay.

As she neared the bottom, Zara froze. A faint clicking sound echoed from below. She recognized it instantly—the guttural, bone-chilling noise of the King's mutated sentries.

Reaching the final rung, Zara leaped down silently, her movements calculated and precise. She pressed herself against the wall, her ears straining to locate the sentries. The faint glow of bio-luminescent fungi illuminated the area, casting eerie green shadows across the space. Read new chapters at novelbuddy

Two sentries lumbered into view, their grotesque forms a blend of decaying flesh and crude metal enhancements. Their movements were jerky, their eyes glowing with unnatural light. Zara's hand instinctively moved to her pistol, but she stopped herself. Firing here would alert the entire facility to her presence.

Instead, she reached for the combat knife strapped to her thigh. She crouched low, her breaths shallow as she waited for her moment. One of the sentries passed dangerously close, its rancid stench making her stomach churn.

With a swift, practiced motion, Zara struck, her blade sinking into the base of the sentry's neck. The creature convulsed silently before collapsing. The second sentry turned, but Zara was faster. She lunged, her knife slicing through the exposed wiring on its chest. Sparks erupted, and the sentry fell, twitching.

She stood over their lifeless forms, her heart pounding. The King was getting smarter, his creations more lethal. But so was she.

Zara retrieved a keycard from one of the sentries' belts and approached a reinforced door at the end of the corridor. Swiping the card, she heard the hiss of pressurized air as the door slid open.

Inside, the lab stretched before her, filled with strange devices and containment pods holding unspeakable horrors. At the far end of the room, a figure waited, cloaked in shadow.

"Welcome, Zara," the figure said, their voice low and menacing.

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Zara gripped her pistol. "Let's finish this."