Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 870 Story Echoes of the Swarm

870: Story 870: Echoes of the Swarm

870: Story 870: Echoes of the Swarm

The air was thick with black ichor and the lingering heat of the explosion.

The Devourer’s body twitched, its grotesque form still convulsing as the last remnants of life drained from its core.

But Evelyn knew better than to celebrate.

A low, guttural sound rumbled through the cavern, almost like a pulse in the walls themselves.

Leon took a cautious step back, his rifle still trained on the unmoving creature. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

“Tell me that’s not what I think it is.”

Reaper gritted his teeth.

“It’s never that easy.”

Then—the eyes opened.

All around them, in the walls, in the ceiling, in the very flesh of the chamber itself.

Dozens.

Hundreds.

Some were tiny, some were grotesquely large, but all of them blinked in unison, their sickly yellow glow illuminating the darkness.

Something else was here.

Mia let out a shaky breath, her wound still bleeding through her torn sleeve.

“What the hell is this place?”

Evelyn could feel it in her bones.

This wasn’t just a nest.

It was a living organism.

The Devourer they had just killed was not alone.

The floor trembled, and a sickening wet sound echoed through the cavern.

Flesh peeled apart, revealing tunnels leading deeper into the lair.

From within, shapes began to move.

First, long, sinewy arms with razor-like claws.

Then, pale, eyeless faces twisted into grotesque grins.

Then, the chittering began.

“RUN!” Evelyn screamed.

Reaper grabbed Mia and hauled her forward as the swarm erupted from the tunnels.

Leon fired into the mass, but for every creature he put down, three more crawled over its corpse.

Lucas, still gasping from his injuries, stumbled as a grotesque, emaciated figure leaped onto him, its jaws snapping.

Samantha didn’t hesitate—one precise shot to the skull, and the thing crumpled.

The survivors sprinted through the shifting tunnels, the fleshy walls pulsing as if breathing.

The swarm was behind them, beside them, ahead of them—their movements rapid and unnatural.

“We’re getting boxed in!” Leon yelled, kicking a writhing corpse off his boot.

Evelyn’s eyes darted across the cavern.

Think.

Think.

And then she saw it—a breach in the wall, leading to the surface.

“THERE!” she shouted.

They ran harder, dodging lunging creatures and slashing claws.

Lucas, still weak, tripped—but Reaper yanked him up without missing a beat.

Samantha tossed a flash grenade behind them, the blinding light disorienting the swarm just long enough for them to break through the opening.

The group burst into the open air, gasping, bloodied, but alive.

Behind them, the cavern entrance trembled, the creatures hissing in rage.

But something else moved in the dark.

A larger shape.

A new evolution.

And it was watching them.