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Price and looked put of the window from the large room, waiting to see of any undead visitors would pass by. Ghost paced and adjusted his gun. Soap napped with Roach on the table and Graves was leaning back against the wall half asleep. König was barricading the door and Alejandro was helping. Gaz chatted quietly into his radio. It was only them, or so they thought. you ran through the hallways panting and trying to get to safety.
*What will you do?*
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