Story 284: The Silent Ambush

The quiet was unsettling as Damien and Mira traversed a vast, abandoned highway, its faded road signs barely visible through layers of dust and decay. An early mist lingered in the air, adding an eerie touch, though the rising sun’s light cast a thin, hopeful glow over the desolate landscape. They had entered what used to be the outer suburbs—a place teeming with life, now overrun by wilderness and the occasional infected.

"Are you sure this is the right direction?" Mira’s voice broke the silence.

Damien nodded, gripping his blade. "The map marked this as a main route to the Zombie King’s domain. There should be a survivor camp nearby. Maybe they'll have intel on the King’s latest moves."

They advanced slowly, the tension between them eased by shared purpose. In the distance, they spotted an overturned bus blocking part of the road, surrounded by abandoned vehicles. A perfect spot for an ambush.