They returned with a vengeance, with a hive mind sharing a singular goal: the eradication of the human race.
They came back bigger than before. Meaner. Angrier.
They had every right to be furious with us, of course.
We’d let them all die. Ignored scientists’ warnings for decades. Caused the creatures’ untimely demise with habitat loss and pesticides.
Now, their swarms were massive and many. They attacked with two-inch-long, mutant stingers. Their venom rotted our brains. Turned us into bloodthirsty, mindless cannibals.
They’d found a way to exterminate us.
Unfortunately, we couldn’t figure out how to exterminate them.
The zombees.
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