Dead Pawns of the Devil

I could still remember what grandpa had told me at the delicate age of seven. "When there's no room left in hell, the dead shall walk the earth." And as I listened intently to him, my mother had batted at his arm and shooshed him.

Now, of course, the dead do walk the earth, and hell has long flooded over. Honestly, this may as well be hell now. We've all long since lost our faith, and they know that. They know we're slowly giving up. And now, they're picking us off one by one like animals. (Rated T due to use of language, blood, and harsh violence. None of the images belong to me.)