The journey back to my territory took several days. A distance of 80 to 100 kilometers was no small feat, even for me. Especially this time I wasn't alone.
Just imagine: a thousand zombies running alongside me in one massive procession. The pounding of their feet shook the earth, and whenever we passed through the ruins of a city or a surviving human settlement, we left behind nothing but fear.
They didn't even need to attack. Just appearing, marching in perfect formation, was enough to make people tremble. Who wouldn't be terrified? Rotting bodies moving with military coordination and at the center of them all, me, the Queen, who had already become a known figure.
