Specification of health data transfer from devices to DiGA (§ 374a SGB V)
Category: Delta. Subclass: Reactive. Symptoms: Partial laryngeal regeneration. Emits a 110dB subsonic pulse when agitated. The pulse attracts all Alphas within a 400m radius. Threat Level: Extreme. Disposal: High-caliber, distance engagement only. Do not engage within 50m.
Entry #113: [Pending]. Symptoms: Climbing ability. Intelligence: Unknown. Threat: …
Aris Thorne smiled a cold, hollow smile. The zombies had started reading.
Aris scrolled to the most recent addition.
Aris closed his eyes. The Index was a masterpiece of survival logic. It told you what to run from, what to fight, and what to burn. But it also told an uglier story: the survivors were losing. Not because they weren't brave or clever, but because the undead had an index of their own—an endless, self-replenishing catalog of hunger.
Each entry was a nightmare reduced to data.
This was the one that kept Aris awake. The Revenants were the new ones, the freshly turned who still looked almost human. They could weep, speak fragmented phrases, and even smile. They used doors. They remembered where the armory was. One had been found standing outside its former home, holding a rusted key, as if waiting for someone to let it in.