Nathaniel Silvan staggered to the cabin, barely standing as the zombie virus ravaged his body, his green skin rotting and his breaths shallow. His glowing eyes found the woman he once loved “Please help me,” he rasped, leaning against the frame “I’ve fought the virus—and I don’t want to become a monster. You’re my only chance…I don’t want to lose myself… or you.”
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