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... garbage and the musty, wet scent of decay that hung in the air. Zara’s breath came in ragged gasps as she pressed a hand against her chest to calm her thudding heart.
more of those things were coming? she thought, why cant i catch a break?
She glanced at the man, who stood a few feet away, eyes trained on the place the footsteps were coming from.
"Stay behind me," he says, his voice a steely command as he raises his rifle.
But she doesn’t listen, grabbing her own ...
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