I'm sitting on the empty bench in the train station. the doors were locked, or at least just enough so that zombies couldn't get in. i lean back against the wall, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. everything is chaotic, everything is normal, but quiet. and then i hear a scream. but it's not normal, not a zombie shriek, like an actual person. i stand up, reaching for my weapon as a girl/boy dressed in leather and padding sprints by, dozens of zombies chasing behind
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