Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition

The sky darkened as they crossed the southern ruins of Halloway.

Smoke drifted from burned-out bunkers. Collapsed towers leaned like broken bones. Between cracked concrete and rusted steel, a familiar sound echoed through the air—chains, dragging across stone.

Juno stopped.

"Do you hear that?"

Shade lifted his rifle. "Yeah. And I don't like it."

H-13 scanned the area. "There's something alive ahead. Big. Human-shaped. Wearing signal dampeners. I can't get a clear read."

They moved forward, weapons ready, and entered what remained of a quarantine yard.

There, shackled to a steel pylon in the center of the square, stood a massive figure. Shirtless. Scarred. Muscles carved with numbers. His arms were bound by chains bolted to the ground.

His eyes lifted slowly.

Juno gasped.

"Axen."

She hadn't seen him since Facility 9 burned.

He had been one of the test subjects—code-named EX-2A—engineered for brute immunity and pain suppression. A friend… and once, almost more.

He looked thinner now. Paler. But not broken.

He spoke, voice low and ragged. "They left me here... to rot."

Shade raised a brow. "Why's he still alive?"

Axen smiled bitterly. "Because I know what happens when you unlock the Genesis Vault."

Juno stepped forward. "You remember?"

"I was there the day they built it. I saw them turn memory into machinery. They needed someone who couldn't die long enough to carry the map."

He tugged his chains, making them rattle.

"They used my pain to program the coordinates."

Juno stared at the man who had once carried her through fire.

"How did you survive?"

"Pain kept me awake. Regret kept me fed."

Shade walked around him slowly. "Why keep you chained now? You could've broken out."

"I could've," Axen said softly. "But I stayed."

"Why?"

He looked up at Juno.

"To see you one last time."

Without warning, he lunged—not at them—but toward the terminal mounted behind the pillar.

A timer lit up:

VAULT COORDINATES: INITIATED

"Axen, what are you doing?" Juno shouted.

He turned, grimacing. "Giving you a head start. Yssel's already inbound. This place is a beacon now. She'll come for me. She always does."

Juno stepped closer. "We can break the chains—get you out—"

He shook his head. "You break me out, we both die. But if I stay… I slow them down."

Explosions echoed in the distance.

They were coming.

Juno's fingers trembled.

Then she stepped forward and placed her hand on his chest.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he said. "You're still the only person I ever trusted."

She nodded once… then turned away.

Shade pulled her along. H-13 activated a pulse cloak as gunships appeared on the horizon.

Behind them, Axen stood tall in chains—smiling through bloodied lips.

As the first drones dropped, he whispered:

"Consequences... always catch up."

And fire consumed the yard.