The city was a graveyard. Its once bustling streets now silent, save for the grunts and groans of the undead. Sarah stood on the rooftop, her assault rifle gripped tightly, scanning the horizon for any sign of life.

Beside her, Lily peered through a microscope. Her face was etched with worry. The scientist analyzed samples, desperately trying to find a cure for the virus that had turned humanity into monsters.

They had met by chance. Sarah, the last of her squad, and Lily, the only scientist who hadn't been infected or eaten. They had found solace in each other's company, in shared despair.

A roar echoed in the distance. One of the mutated zombies. The women sprang into action, Sarah's rifle at the ready, Lily's flare gun aimed at the sky.

They fought off the horde. Bullets ripped through the air, tearing into the decaying flesh of the monsters. The flare lit up the night sky, attracting more of the undead.

The battle raged through the night. Dawn found them exhausted, but alive. They barricaded themselves in a building, catching their breaths and nursing their wounds.

Days turned into weeks. Their supplies dwindled, but their resolve didn't. They fought off wave after wave of the undead, clinging to their will to survive.

One day, a mutated zombie broke through their defenses. Its long tendrils whipped out, injecting Sarah with the virus. Lily could only watch in horror as her friend fell.

Lily tried to save Sarah, injecting her with experimental antidotes. But it was too late. The virus was too powerful, and Sarah was quickly turning.

As Sarah's eyes clouded over, she reached out, gripping Lily's hand. "I love you," she rasped, her voice a mere whisper. Lily's eyes filled with tears. "I love you too," she admitted.

Lily held Sarah as she took her last breath. She sobbed, clutching the soldier's lifeless body. She was alone again, surrounded by the undead and the echoes of her lost love.

But Lily wasn't ready to give up. She picked up Sarah's rifle and shotgun, her eyes hardening with determination. She would survive, for Sarah, for their love.

She fought with a newfound ferocity, mowing down the hordes of undead. But the odds were against her. The monsters were relentless, and Lily was only one woman.

Lily fell, overwhelmed by the horde. As the monsters closed in, she fired a flare into the sky, illuminating the city one last time. She died fighting, just like Sarah.

The city fell silent once more. The two women were gone, but their story lived on. A tale of love and bravery in the face of overwhelming dread. An apocalypse of dread.