As night enveloped the new base, the eerie quiet was punctuated only by the low, continuous growling of zombies. Outside, a new type of zombie had appeared, observing the house with an unsettling stillness. This newcomer, unlike the rotting undead commonly seen, seemed to be in perfect health, its skin a stark contrast to the grey and decayed forms of the usual zombies.
The Creepers stationed around the base were on high alert, their senses keenly tuned to any disturbances. Though typically unpredictable, they were instinctively ready to defend their territory and their master's domain.
Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. A group of Strider zombies emerged from the darkness, moving with a swift, almost graceful precision. The Striders took up strategic positions around the new type of zombie, forming a defensive perimeter. Their presence was unmistakably a protective gesture—prepared to intervene should the newcomer pose a threat.
