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... he smell hit her every time she walked into a new room or the wind shifted, and instead of fighting it every time, she just learned to accept it.
The creature inside of her, she still couldn’t bring herself to call it a zombie, had a thing for smells, and she wasn’t going to interfere.
Sera sat near the back. Not far enough to seem disinterested, but far enough to give herself space. One leg was crossed neatly over the other, her posture almost too perfect. Her spine was straight ...
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