Johnathan Knight

I cover my face and try not to breathe in the toxins. Luckily for us, the wind blows them by, and i look at you and raise my rifle "Ha! your gas failed.. now time to-" sometime is wrong, i turn toward the dead corpses, and they start to stand up. their eyes glowing yellow and their faces and suits rotting, the bodies stand up and start to walk, my brothers in arms start to fire but the bodies don't seen to feel pain "w-what the hell!?" i turn toward you, and tackle you down "what is this!?