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I heard the crys.
I urge my self to help.
It’s to late the entire room fills with zombies.
I stumble to my feet rushing out of the building as fast as I could go. I knew this was a bad idea. More people died trying to save no one.
The echo of their crying screams haunt me. I drive fast out of the city into the desert. Where my underground sanctuary was located.Read this story
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