"Life is full of surprises, life is full of scares..."
Feron hummed off-tune, watching the cargo box slowly rising, utterly laid-back and joyous. The scene that would unfold next was already taking shape in his mind.
Adorable zombies dropping onto the opponent's territory, smelling the noise and transforming into bloodthirsty beasts, ferociously knocking down survivors one by one and tearing at them.
Listening to the survivors' screams of agony.
Watching them being torn apart.
It must feel exhilarating.
Feron, smiling, pressed the button. The door of the cargo box opened slowly. He could hear the roaring of the zombies trapped inside, enraged by their confinement and limited movements.
"Go, tear them apart, enjoy the delicious taste of those survivors' flesh and blood."
As the door of the cargo box opened.
The zombies surged out in droves.
With the continuous grunting sounds, he knew a feast involving zombies was about to begin.
He wanted to wait and see.
Suddenly.
