A Different Dark
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42,000 people left on earth, half of them riddled with a mysterious disease that makes the world seem... dark. blinded and deafened by this strange disease, they prey on the unaffected using only their sense of smell. The unaffected few are cursed to spend their days running and hiding from the "Dark Ones".
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