Walking Zombie 2

You steel yourself against the lingering moral pangs and turn away from the struggling man. The inferno's heat at your back spurs your movements, and you make a beeline for the bandits’ abandoned supplies. Sifting through the chaos, you quickly load your backpack with essentials—cans of food, water, ammo—each acquisition feeling like a small victory amid the encroaching danger.

The wind shifts again, and you hear the man’s muted cries, a haunting reminder of what you've left behind. But there's no time for regrets. You slip through the smoke and into the shadows of the forest, the firelight flickering ominously behind you.

As you retreat, you spot something glinting in the debris—a lockbox with Ace’s mark. Heart pounding with adrenaline, you pry it open to reveal a stash of rare items: a map, a strange gadget, and a few grenades. Your luck might be turning after all, but the fire roars ever closer, threatening to consume everything in its path.

Just as you prepare to slip away into the underbrush, a sudden explosion rocks the camp—the fire has reached one of the bandits' fuel reserves. You’re thrown to the ground by the force, ears ringing, vision blurred. As you stagger to your feet, the world around you is a swirl of embers and chaos.

In the clearing smoke, you see the bandit leader, dazed but standing. His eyes meet yours briefly, a mix of rage and desperation. He doesn't hesitate, pulling a gun from his belt, his intentions clear and deadly.