The torrential rain came, and the sky was pitch black.
On the dark streets where the rain poured down, a horde of terrifying zombies emerged from the shadows.
Their twisted and deformed bodies, skin pale as the dead, eyes full of hunger and madness.
As the rain poured, these zombies seemed to find some strange pleasure. They cheered, making hoarse and terrifying sounds, like ghostly moans.
The rain mercilessly soaked their decaying clothing and shattered skin, making them even more hideous and frightening.
The zombies stretched their stiff limbs, swaying their bodies as if welcoming this terrifying baptism.
They tilted their heads, opened their mouths, greedily letting the rain drip into their throats. The scene was filled with distorted absurdity and evil, like a nightmare painting.
The rainwater mixed with the zombies' putrid stench, forming a nauseating odor.
