SAMANTHA WILLIAMS (sobbing): Mom... Mom, are you there? Mom! (gasping) They're here. (whispering) They're right here, in front of my door. They've killed everyone in the office and now they're coming for me. Like animals, like savages. They disfigured Margareth, bitting her nose away and tearing her skin off... (incomprehensible murmurs) I love you, mom! Oh, my God! They heard me. Oh, my God! (screams and gruntles)
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Notes from the End of the World
TerrorThe Collectors Guild hired him to be the Postman, to gather the notes that will help the humankind to have a deeper understanding on how and why the world ended. Nobody knows anything for sure; the only certainty is that it's really dangerous out th...
