Prologue

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        Prologue

I check my Beretta. Damn, only two rounds left. I glance to my left and saw a number of monstrous mutants drawing near. Maybe five or six.

“Where the heck was Zoe?” I muttered to myself. I SERIOUSLY need her help.

 I run farther in panic to get away from the incoming mutants. My heart was beating faster now. I looked around. The streets were literally littered with burnt trash and charred remains of a tragedy-stricken civilization. Despairing, I looked up the dark sky and whispered a little prayer. Where are you, X?

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