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Weekly Contest #89
I just hugged Callix out of sheer fear. Afraid to die. Afraid to be bitten by monsters around me. Of our six together, only three of us left breathing: me, Knight, and Callix. And here we are in the middle of nowhere where we see the wave of zombies that will judge our end. It's an apocalypse, anyway. We have nowhere to go. Wherever we go, they are there. Hunting for us to be their supper. We are going to die anyway, so what's the purpose of fighting? We have nothing to eat, no water, no animals, nor plants-- just us and these brain eaters. ...
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