North pack Territory :
A zombie was strapped tightly to a reinforced metal chair, its limbs bound with thick restraints bolted into the floor. The creature snarled and twisted violently, the muscles in its body jerking in unnatural spasms.
Thick saliva dripped from its mouth, sliding down its chin and onto the front of the restraint harness. Its teeth snapped at the air, trying to bite something that wasn't there.
Various wires ran across its grayish skin. Sensors clung to its temples, chest, and arms, feeding readings to a row of glowing monitors.
A doctor in a white coat approached the creature cautiously, clutching a syringe filled with a pale blue liquid. His expression was tight with discomfort. Even after days of exposure to the infected, the sight still made his stomach turn.
The zombie lunged suddenly, its jaws snapping. But the thick strap across its forehead jerked its head back violently, keeping it locked in place.
