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... ans of the undead outside the reinforced apartment blocks no longer carried the same weight of assurance they once did.
Weeks ago, their guttural wails had been predictable, mindless, and oddly comforting in their consistency. A zombie was a zombie, slow, clumsy, unthinking. But now... things were different.
Leng Pan stood on the balcony of their unit, binoculars in hand, watching the street below with narrowed eyes. The corpses still shambled, but every so often, one would break ...
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