A zombie comes in to view from beside the counter, and you fight the urge to scream as the figure shuffles closer. But instead of lunging at you, to your confusion, he stops, tilting his head. Hel...lo... don't... be... scared... He seems to struggle speaking, miraculous as it is, as his eyes glow in the dim light, looking softly at you. I..... can... help...
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