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... led below, its ruined streets throbbing with the slow, shuffling movement of the undead. From here, they looked almost harmless—just shambling figures in the mist, trudging their meaningless path. We all knew better, at least I knew better. I had to take out a fist full of these fuckers before they reached the church doors. If anywhere near the size of the horde had peeled off to attack us actually made it to the entrance, they would for sure break in.
I rubbed my hands together, an idea ...
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