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A group of survivors stood on the desolate street, the thick scent of blood wafting to their noses.
The scene was very quiet.
No one spoke.
Thump!
A survivor knelt on the ground, his eyes wide, muttering to himself, "Who is he, really, and why did he leave? We’re all here; we need help; we truly cannot do without him."
As he spoke, tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.
Many survivors were mentally crushed by the apocal ...
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