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Campus of the undead Shadows within
The orange glow of the evening sky spilled through the cracks in the boarded windows, casting long shadows across the storage room. The muffled groans outside had faded, replaced by the occasional scrape of undead feet shuffling across the pavement. Inside, the group sat in uneasy silence, their nerves fraying with every passing second. Luke stood by the barricade, his eyes scanning the darkening campus outside. His thoughts, however, were locked on Akin and his group, seated in the corner. The unease in his chest had only grown since Bayo's arrival. Bayo lay on a makeshift bed of torn-up jackets and cushions. His pale, sweat-soaked face twitched as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Jeff crouched beside him, carefully cleaning a jagged wound on his arm. "He's burning up," Jeff said, glancing at Luke. "But he's alive. For now." "Alive and infected," Collins muttered, pacing the room. He tightened his grip on the metal pipe he carried. "We’re sitting ducks if he turns in he
Last Updated : 2024-12-11Campus of the undead The Choreographed Chaos
“Damn it! Of all schools, why hers?!” Joseph Erickson cursed, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. The car roared down the highway, his foot pressing hard on the accelerator, daring the engine to give out. “If anything happens to her... I swear to God, those bastards are going to pay. Every last one of them!” he yelled, slamming the dashboard for emphasis. Joseph wasn’t just any soldier—he’d recently been promoted to sergeant, and he took pride in his discipline. But hearing that Mira, his younger sister, was trapped in a terrorist attack, all that discipline flew out the window. And zombies? The thought made him scoff angrily. Zombies sounded like a bad joke, but the situation wasn’t funny. “What the hell is the government even doing, letting things get this bad?” he muttered, punching the steering wheel. His phone buzzed on the passenger seat. He glanced at the screen before snatching it up and putting it on speaker. “Yeah, Dad, I’m not tu
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Campus of the undead Shadows of betrayals
Amos paced back and forth in the dimly lit room, the faint hum of the overhead bulb doing little to soothe his growing frustration. "What the hell is wrong with them!?" he spat, his voice sharp with anger. He dragged his hand through his disheveled hair, his breath coming in short bursts. "I told them to keep it quiet. Just stay in the shadows, but no—they had to involve those damned terrorists!" Amos’s mind raced, piecing together the fragments of chaos. The serum—the very thing he had sworn to keep hidden—was now at the center of this unfolding nightmare. How had Zotes learned about it? Worse, how had they turned it into a weapon? He clenched his fists, veins bulging against his skin. His phone buzzed, jolting him out of his thoughts. This time, the caller ID read Unknown Number. He hesitated, his thumb hovering over the screen before answering. "Who is this?" he barked. A gravelly voice responded, calm yet laced with menace. "Governor Amos. We've been expecting your call. S
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Campus of the undead Orders from the dead
Luke stood frozen, his thoughts racing as he tried to make sense of what he’d just witnessed. What the hell was that? Zombies don’t move like that. Are they even zombies? The memory of their precise, coordinated attack churned in his mind, leaving a cold weight in his chest. “Bloody hell!” Collins exclaimed, pacing frantically. “What was that? We’ve got to get out of here! We can’t stay in this death trap—we’ve been exposed!” Collins’ words snapped Luke out of his daze. He shook his head, forcing himself to focus. Across the room, Mira gripped a shard of glass so tightly her knuckles turned white. “Mira,” Luke said, his voice tight as he gently wrenched the glass from her hand. “Did you see that? They weren’t just attacking—they had a plan. They were working together.” “I saw it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s like...they knew what they were doing.” “They took Bayo,” Jeff muttered from the corner, his voice hollow. “Dragged him like he mattered to them.”
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Campus of the undead Desperate roads
A car sped by Joseph overtaking him as he swerved to avoid the car. "Calm tf down" he muttered angrily. At this rate he'd take forever to reach the school. "Worried parents" he mutters while looking ahead at the impending road traffic. "Hey Siri bring up a shortcut to Eko university" He said activating his phone's artificial intelligence, "Alright Joe" a robotic voice came up as his phone screen lit up with a detailed map bringing up a 1ht shortcut to the school. "Sweet" Joseph muttered elated as he rounded a corner off the road in a empty street Joseph drove steadily through the eerily deserted streets as he took a shortcut leading to Mira's school. Where the hell is everyone? He thought. You'd think with an attack like this on a school, the road would be flooded with worried parents who were as smart as he was taking a shortcut. Something wasn't adding up and his instincts were warning him something was wrong with the road he took. He slowed down and approached a checkpoint wh
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Campus of the undead Desperate roads
The group sat huddled in the dark confines of the university's invaded workshop, their breaths shallow as tension weighed heavy in the air. The last attack had shaken them to their core—more than the fear of zombies, it was the realization that these creatures were not acting mindlessly. Questions hung in the room like a fog, suffocating them, though no one dared to voice them. Luke sat apart from the group, his back pressed against the cold wall. His mind raced, replaying every moment since the barricade had been broken. The precision of the attack, the calculated way they dragged Bayo away—it all felt wrong. He couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched, herded even, like prey. “We can’t stay here forever,” Mira broke the silence, her voice low but firm. “Where do you suggest we go?” Justin replied, his sarcasm masking his fear. “The cafeteria? Maybe they’ll serve us as dessert when those things come back.” His voice high pitched at his last sentence. “Enough,” L
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Campus of the undead Desperate roads
Joseph slowed his car as he approached a roadblock just a few kilometers from the university. The scene ahead was chaotic—makeshift barricades of metal drums and barbed wire blocked the road, manned by a group of soldiers who looked far from composed. The tension in the air was palpable, their rifles gripped tightly, their eyes scanning the empty road for any signs of movement. He stepped out of his car, taking in the scene. The soldiers didn’t seem relieved to see him. If anything, his presence seemed to heighten their unease. One of them, a tall man with a sweat-streaked face, raised his hand and barked, “Stop there! No one passes this point!” Joseph held up his hands in a gesture of peace, his military instincts kicking in. “Relax,” he called out. “I’m not a threat. Captain Joseph Erickson, Tactical Corps.” He fished his military ID out of his pocket and held it up for them to see. The tall soldier hesitated but didn’t lower his weapon. “That ID doesn’t mean anything right now,
Last Updated : 2024-12-18Campus of the undead The Lab Exploration and Tensions Rise
The group moved cautiously through the shadowy corridors of the lab, their phone flashlights cutting through the darkness easily. Blood splattered the walls, smeared handprints marking desperate struggles. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the shuffle of their feet and the occasional clatter of debris underfoot. Luke led the way, his jaw set as he scanned their surroundings. Mira walked close behind him, her sharp eyes darting from one shadow to another, while Justin and Favor stuck together, their shared silence one of quiet solidarity. Jeff trailed a little behind, his face pale but determined. Akin, Charles, and the others lingered near the back, their subdued manner growing more noticeable with every step. Sarah, restless and edgy, stayed closer to Mira, occasionally shooting glances at Akin and his group. The group came to a stop in front of a large door at the end of the corridor. Luke pushed it open with some effort, revealing a room filled with more scattered lab e
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Campus of the undead The end
The warm evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft orange glow over Lagos. Luke and Mira walked hand-in-hand along the quiet streets, the sound of their footsteps a comforting rhythm beneath the bustling city noises. It had been three months since they had been released from the detention facility, and things had finally started to feel normal again—or as normal as life could be after everything they had endured.Luke couldn’t remember the last time he felt this carefree. For the first time in a long time, there were no heavy burdens weighing on his shoulders. No government scrutiny, no terrifying fear of what the future might hold. He was simply Luke again, the young man who had fought to survive but also the man who could finally enjoy life.Mira glanced at him, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “You seem… different. In a good way.”Luke returned the smile, his eyes lighting up as he squeezed her hand. “I feel different. I feel like I’ve finally been given a second chance
Campus of the undead The Cost of Freedom
The weeks had dragged on, the sterile walls of the detention facility becoming an oppressive reminder of the world that had come to fear Luke and Bayo. They were no longer the heroes who fought to survive—they were the weapons that had once been their salvation, now seen as potential threats to the fragile stability that the world clung to. The military’s tight control over them, the constant surveillance, and the relentless scrutiny from every corner of the globe had taken its toll. Luke’s mind was weary, and his body reflected the strain. Every day felt like an eternity spent in a cage, the lingering uncertainty about what the world would think of him once he was released only fueling the exhaustion that gripped his every waking moment. It wasn’t just about the physical confinement anymore—it was about how he would be perceived by a world that had watched him fight, watched him kill, and watched him struggle. His parents—Laura and Samuel—visited regularly. Their support was unwav
Campus of the undead Aftermath
The chaos at Eko State University was broadcast worldwide, its devastation felt far beyond the borders of Lagos. In a quiet mansion in Ikoyi, far from the inferno, Morenike paced her living room. Her eyes were glued to the TV, where Rachel’s live coverage replayed the horrors of the past hours. Her son, Akin, was on every channel—a vision of destruction and fury. Clips showed him commanding infected hordes, fighting soldiers, and causing untold devastation. The media painted him as a symbol of the apocalypse, a man consumed by the infection yet capable of terrifying control. “No… no, this can’t be my Akin,” Morenike whispered, her voice breaking. She gripped the back of the nearest chair, her knuckles turning white. Her maid, Titi, approached cautiously. “Madam, maybe it’s best to rest. This news… it’s too much.” Morenike shook her head vehemently. “That’s my son. My boy. What have they done to him?” Her knees buckled, and she sank into the chair, tears streaming down her face.
Campus of the undead The Final Purge
The rhythmic hum of the helicopter's blades cut through the eerie silence of the Eko State University (EKSU) campus. Below, a scene of chaos was coming to a tense standstill. Bayo’s figure, barely distinguishable in the dim light, moved among the lifeless, shambling zombies. His exhausted yet determined strides guided them toward their designated points, keeping the horde tightly controlled. Soldiers and survivors huddled at a safe distance, their wide eyes shifting uneasily between the horde and the sky. Major Erickson stood near the frontline, his steely demeanor masking the weight of the decision he was about to execute. Luke stood beside Mira, her fingers laced tightly through his. They both watched Bayo with a mix of admiration and dread. Nearby, Luke’s parents remained quiet, their expressions frozen in the same disbelief mirrored by every other face. Erickson raised his radio. His voice carried a calm authority that belied the tension in the air. “Echo Base, this is Major Er
Campus of the undead The Calm After the Storm
The battlefield was eerily quiet, save for the occasional groan of a wounded soldier. The once-mindless zombies now stood frozen, their lifeless eyes staring into the void. Soldiers and survivors stared at the undead in stunned silence, unsure whether to rejoice or remain on guard. The tension hung heavy in the air, a mix of relief and dread. Bayo knelt on the ground, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. He wiped sweat from his brow, his connection to the horde severed but still leaving a faint, nagging hum in his mind. He glanced around, his gaze meeting Luke’s. “You good?” Luke asked, stepping closer. Bayo nodded, though his exhaustion was evident. “Yeah... for now.” Major Erickson approached the group, his face set in a grim expression. He surveyed the scene, his sharp eyes taking in the scattered corpses of zombies and the soldiers who had fallen in battle. His radio crackled to life, breaking the uneasy silence. “This is Echo Base. Major, your package h
Campus of the undead Chaos in the Encampment
Rachel hovered in the helicopter, her camera zoomed in on the chaos below. Her live feed broadcasted to millions worldwide, capturing a battle no one could have imagined. Below her, the scene was apocalyptic: zombies clawing and thrashing, their hunger insatiable. In their midst, Luke fought with a ferocity that demanded attention. “This is Rachel, live from the heart of what might be the most pivotal moment in human history,” she said into her headset. “What you’re witnessing isn’t just survival—it’s war. And leading it are three individuals who may very well change the tide of this conflict.” The camera focused on Luke, his enhanced strength on full display as he tore through the horde. To the side, Bayo stood like an immovable wall, holding the zombies at bay through sheer will and some mysterious connection to them. Above it all, Akin stood on the roof of an overturned military truck, his commanding presence undeniable. His laughter echoed across the battlefield as he spread h
Campus of the undead The Unveiling of Bayo's Power
Bayo’s knees wobbled as the weight of the horde's relentless advance seemed to press down on his chest. The battlefield was chaos— filled with growls, screams, and the sharp sounds of gunfire. Every breath he took felt heavier, like something primal was clawing at the edges of his mind. His vision blurred momentarily as he stumbled back, clutching his head. “Bayo, what’s wrong?” Luke’s voice barely reached him over the noise. “I… I don’t know,” Bayo murmured, his words barely audible. The moment Akin had stepped forward, the air had shifted. There was a palpable charge, a sense of inevitability. And for Bayo, something else entirely—a flood of raw emotion that wasn’t his. At first, it was faint, like static on a weak signal. But now it roared through him with a ferocity he couldn’t ignore. He gritted his teeth, his head pounding with every passing second. Rage. Hunger. A deep, unrelenting hunger that burned hotter than anything he had ever felt. --- The horde pressed forward, t
Campus of the undead The Uneasy Realization
Luke paced restlessly near the makeshift shelter they had found for Mira and his parents, hidden away in an abandoned building far from the chaos of the encampment. Mira sat beside Laura, comforting her as Samuel kept watch by the entrance. Bayo leaned against the wall, sharpening his machete, his eyes scanning their surroundings with the same sharpness as his blade. “You feel it, don’t you?” Luke said suddenly, breaking the silence. Bayo looked up, his expression unreadable. “Yeah. Something’s off.” Luke clenched his fists. His enhanced senses were screaming at him. Ever since the attack started, there had been an inexplicable pull—like a thread connecting him to Akin. It was faint at first, but now it was undeniable, like a beacon drawing him toward the source of the chaos. “What do you think he’s up to?” Luke asked, his voice low. Bayo sighed, sheathing his machete he had picked from a fallen soldier. “You know what he’s capable of, Luke. He’s not the same person you knew
Campus of the undead The Battle for Survival
The air reeked of blood, smoke, and decay as Major Erickson crouched behind an overturned truck, reloading his rifle with trembling hands. Around him, the remnants of his unit fought desperately to hold their ground against the horde. Their once-tight defensive line had shattered, replaced by chaotic clusters of men and women firing in every direction.Erickson’s radio crackled, static-laced screams filling the channel. He shut it off, his jaw tightening. There was no point in calling for reinforcements; they were on their own.From his position, Erickson could see the focal point of the horde: Akin. The boy was slumped against a steel barricade as Erickson had freed him in an attempt to escape with his prisoner but had to drop him to save himself as the zombie seemed to focus on him furiously,Akin lay on the ground in a sitting position his semi-conscious form eerily still despite the chaos. His head lolled as if the drugs coursing through his veins had tethered him to some half-drea
