Necromancer

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Crouching in the darkness listening for the slightest sound Finger on the trigger, praying I don't die in this forsaken place Filled with dread, my heart is racing Never in my life did I ever think I'd see what I have seen Two weeks ago, I was given my new orders Travel to an island in a classified location There I was to seek out my target which I was to eliminate Mission was need to know / They felt I had no need Orders shrouded in darkness / They left me in the dark That was all I was told / They had told me Nothing more A mission just like any other, or so I thought At first all seemed quiet, much too quiet Through the jungles I traversed My eyes and ears were focused on all sights and sounds Toward some castle that stood for centuries Unopposed was I The only other information given to me was the ID of my objective A scientist was he working for the enemy On some top secret weapon that would turn the tides of the war Little did I know I was not prepared for what I then saw Foul creatures swarmed in all around me Vile creations once were human But not any more They are the living dead The product of a mad man A race of zombies designed for war How I survived this long I do not know Will I make it through the night? I can feel that I've not long to go I just pray that if I die I will not become like the vile creatures I fight How can I fight this evil spawn? I unload my clip before one of them falls For each one I drop ten take its place I am losing this unholy race Unending wave of the undead Filling my soul with ghastly dread I do not know how I'll survive I pray I make it out alive

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