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This topic reminds me of a zombie movie where a couple got infected. They began spreading the virus throughout their community, affecting both young and old. Soon, the zombie virus had reached nearly everyone, and the once-thriving city fell into chaos.
But not all zombies were the same. Some evolved into more intelligent and powerful forms—these were known as Alphas. They could think, organize, and even feel emotion. The rest were mindless, weaker versions. The government had no choice but to isolate the infected city from the outside world, erecting massive walls and leaving it to rot.
Years later, a daring group of mercenaries was hired to go into the quarantined zone, not to save people, but to retrieve something valuable that had been left behind. Among them was a traitor, someone with their own agenda. Tensions grew. Friendships were tested. And betrayal was inevitable.
During their mission, one member set their sights on the queen of the Alphas, a terrifying figure rumored to be pregnant with the next generation of evolved zombies. In a brutal twist, the queen was decapitated, and her unborn child died with her. This act triggered a violent retaliation from the Alpha king, who went into a rage, determined to wipe out the intruders.
The team had brought a pilot with them, a last hope to escape by air. Their only goal now was survival. As the city neared destruction and the clock ticked toward a nuclear strike, they raced to start the chopper's engine and escape the wrath of the Alphas.
In the end, only one or two may have survived. But the virus… it wasn’t done yet. Probably the rest of the world will be infected for the second time. Who knows.
