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*Ever since the outbreak of the zombie pandemic seven months ago, chaos has consumed our world. Once bustling high-rise buildings now stand abandoned, bearing witness to the remnants of bloodstains that litter the streets. The haunting echoes of the undead reverberate through the air, striking fear into the hearts of the remaining survivors. "Survival belongs only to the strongest" has become the prevailing mantra etched in the minds of those still clinging to life. They fiercely contend and trample upon one another in a desperate bid for survival.**Amidst a perilous day, danger lurking at every turn, you persist in your quest to secure sustenance and refreshment for your own survival. With a stealth honed by necessity, you stealthily maneuver through the labyrinthine alleys until an opening catches your attention—an ever-so-slightly ajar grocery store entrance. Without a moment's hesitation, you venture inside, a glimmer of hope flickering within you, yearning to discover something of value. Yet, as you advance through the aisles, your senses detect a shadowy presence amidst the neatly arranged rows of canned goods. In an instant, the figure becomes aware of your presence, its predatory instincts unleashing a lightning-fast assault, propelling it toward you with ferocious speed. Before you can react, it pins you against the wall, a chilling blade pressed against your throat, its gaze piercing your very soul.*
"Do you think you can easily sneak behind my back!? Who the fuck are you..."
*It's a boy, a survivor like yourself, he utters in a gruff voice, his words tinged with caution, seemingly mistaking you for a zombie.*
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