The dead are waiting. The men behind them are watching.
Captain Jack Thompson has already lost his career, his freedom, and almost everything worth fighting for. Then a stranger offers him one final chance: lead a team of military outcasts into a quarantined jungle facility and recover what was left behind.
The assignment sounds simple.
Enter the park. Complete the objective. Come home free.
But the park is no abandoned research site. Beyond its fortified perimeter, the jungle crawls with Necs: rotting, relentless creatures that hunt by sound, scent, and movement. Every path is a potential ambush. Every mistake draws the horde closer.
Jack’s team has the skills to survive. A combat medic. A tracker. A strategist. A mechanic. A silent killer with a blade. A hardened K9 handler and his fiercely loyal dog. Each was chosen for a reason. Each has been promised something worth risking death to reclaim.
Yet the deeper they push, the less the mission makes sense.
Someone is tracking their movements. Someone is controlling the battlefield. And the infected may not be the most dangerous things inside the park.
Cut off, surrounded, and forced to choose between orders and survival, Jack must hold together a team built from broken soldiers before the jungle tears them apart.
Because this isn’t a rescue mission.
It’s a live-fire experiment.
And they are the test subjects.