“Go! Get the survivors to the church!” Cole shouted to Sam, who was already struggling to his feet. "It’s the safest place left."
As the undead began to swarm, Cole fought his way through the streets, each bullet a lifeline as he pushed forward. The town he had sworn to protect was crumbling around him, but his duty remained the same—to save as many souls as he could.
But as the night wore on, Cole began to realize that not all the living could be saved. The infection was relentless, and his bullets were running low. Every corner he turned revealed more horrors—old friends and neighbors, now grotesque shadows of their former selves, hungry for flesh.
With the remaining survivors barricaded inside the old church, Cole knew he had one last job to do—get them out of Dustwood before it was too late. The question was: how far was he willing to go, and who could he trust in a town where anyone could turn at any moment?
As the night deepened and the cries of the undead grew louder, Cole prepared for a final stand. The sun might never rise again over Dustwood, but as long as he still had breath, he would fight for every last person left standing.
And in the Wild West, the only thing more dangerous than a gunslinger is a gunslinger facing the undead.
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Cowboys vs zombies
HorrorIn the desolate town of Dustwood, deep in the heart of the Wild West, life moved at a slow pace, with the rugged settlers focused on surviving the harsh frontier. But everything changed when a mysterious virus began to spread through the dusty stree...
