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‘Kill Everything That Moves’ Part 8

The analysis of the samples revealed a grim reality:

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THE HUNT FOR MONSTERS
The lab results were clear: Eluzacid wasn’t just killing—it was evolving.
Professor Danny’s voice cut through the tension: “We need a larger infected host. A cat, a dog—anything to study how this thing scales.”
No one volunteered. The surface was a graveyard now, and every shadow hid something worse than death.
Then Avva’s fingers brushed mine. “We’ll go,” I said.
Our courage sparked two others—Olive and Ocean, their faces set in grim determination.
THE SQUAD
Major John briefed us, his gloved hands tracing routes on a dust-covered map:
“Three teams. Magnetic shock rods only—if it moves, stun it. Coordinates every five minutes. And for God’s sake… don’t touch anything.”
The weapons felt alien in our hands—tubes humming with unstable energy. Designed for this, I realized. They’d been preparing.
The steel doors groaned open.
Hell welcomed us back.
THE ZONE
The helicopter dropped us in a wasteland where the sky bled rust. Buildings leaned like broken teeth. Twenty minutes of searching yielded nothing—until Avva froze.
A sound.
From beneath a collapsed overpass, it emerged.
The cat’s spine arched unnaturally, its fur sloughing off in clumps. Beneath the peeling skin, black veins pulsed—Eluzacid rewriting flesh in real time.
“Contact! Grid seven!” I hissed into the radio.
We struck as a unit. The shock rods sparked violet, and the creature convulsed—long enough to cage it.
Then the dog came.
Not running—launching itself from a shattered storefront. Olive barely raised her rod in time. The impact sent her sprawling, but the shock held. The beast collapsed, its muzzle splitting open to reveal a second, translucent jaw.
THE CARGO
Back in the helicopter, the cages throbbed. The cat’s pupils had doubled. The dog’s ribs moved under its skin, as if something inside was rearranging bones.
John wiped his visor. “This changes everything.”
But as New York’s corpse faded below us, I wondered:
Did we just bring the enemy home?

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