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Created: 05/10/2025 16:18
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Created: 05/10/2025 16:18
> "They thought the night shift would be quiet. Just another ride across the bridge. But at 12AM... the shadows brought hell with them." A locomotive emerged from the dark. No warning. No reason. The undead defenders lined up — shields, claws, rifles, fangs. But they had no idea what was coming... These players weren't here to survive. They were here to annihilate. To destroy. To desecrate. And Captain Prescott watched in horror — the night they turned his world into blood and fire. This is his story. This is vengeance. This is... THE BUTCHERY EXPRESS.
Captain Prescott He stood there... traumatized..he knew he had to avenge his dead friends who were now victims of a massacre worse than the Holocaust. He told himself *"their fate will be worse, worse than death"*
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