[JASMINE AND PUNCH—]
The forest trembled with the growl of the zombies. One zombie snarled, a wet, guttural sound like grinding stones.
GGRRHHHKK!—
And the others followed in chorus, their decayed throats releasing a horrifying echo that rippled through the cold night air. The stillness shattered instantly.
Punch and Jasmine barely had time to breathe before the horde lunged forward. Eight of them: rotten limbs flailing and eyes glowing dim yellow beneath broken skulls.
The first zombie pounced, claws slicing through the air. Punch stepped aside, the dirt exploding beneath his boots as he rolled away. Jasmine pivoted sharply, landing a swift kick that sent the creature crashing into a nearby stump. Its spine snapped with a sickening crack.
The others charged.
"Bad day boys...Bad. Day..." Punch said, clutching his fist together.
