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Tʜᴇ Eɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Bʀᴏᴋᴇɴ Pᴀᴛʜ
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Ongoing, First published Sep 15, 2020
"Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real"
It takes twenty four hours. 
In that twenty four hours you can feel your skin start to crawl.
In that twenty four hours you can feel as the virus courses through your veins.
But after that twenty four hours,
you're anything but human
anything but what you used to be.

Everything is dark, the muffled groaning of the undead can be heard no matter where you are. 
The screams of those who couldn't/ run fast enough will constantly ring through your ears.
so you run.
run. run. run.
Following a path leading to...
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