Story 203: The Revenant’s Curse
Damien Rook stood at the edge of the Valley of Screams, his body bruised but undefeated. The Zombie King was dead, but a darker force had been unleashed: the curse of the revenants. These vengeful spirits were unlike the mindless zombies he had faced before. They were intelligent, fast, and relentless, hunting Damien as the man who had slain their master.
Lena, the survivor who had helped him, insisted they leave the valley. “The curse will spread if you stay,” she warned. But Damien was never one to run. With the revenants closing in, they set off into the desolate wasteland.
Their journey led them to a ruined town, its streets littered with bones, and whispers haunted the air. In the center stood a massive, rotting tree, next to an ancient well inscribed with eerie symbols. The closer Damien got, the louder the voices became—taunting him with promises of death.
“This is where it began,” Lena whispered. “The curse started here.”