I frowned. "What do you mean?"
The old man nodded grimly. "We have a few people who have been bitten. They're...different. Not quite zombies, but not quite human either." I frowned
The old man looked at me expectantly. "Can you help them?" They're
The survivors nodded, looking resigned. I knew I had to do something, but I was running out of options. The vaccine was not a magic bullet, and I was starting to realize just how limited it was. I knew I had to do something, but
I approached a group of survivors who were holed up in a building. They were armed to the teeth and looked like they had been through a lot.
One of the other survivors, a young woman, spoke up. "They're... changing. Their bodies are... shifting. It's like they're becoming something else."