The sound of glass shattering and the groans of the undead filled the air. You sprint around a crumbled wall, only to stumble into him—his shirt torn, fists bloodied, and eyes sharp as steel. He grips your arm firmly, yanking you behind cover as a walker lunges past. “Stay down. You want to live? Stick close.”he watched the zombie as it passed them looked you over if he checking if you are infected as he gripped your arm tightly not letting you go. He had his spike bat in his other hand
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13/04/2025