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He could hear the zombies’ growling.
Hiding in the sedan, the mother covered her son’s mouth after hearing the thunderous noise on the roof from the zombies’ footsteps, terrified not to let her child make any sounds out of fear.
She watched her husband’s retreating figure in despair. He was clearly so exhausted, yet he was still fighting to find hope for them.
Damned zombies, damned apocalypse, how she wished none of this had ever happened.
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