Immured

Immured

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I think my neighbors are dead. I wasn't sure at first, but the strange noises from the seemingly empty apartment next door are getting increasingly harder to ignore.
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It all happened so fast. So quick. I didn't even realize what was going on. By the time I did however, it was far too late. They were all gone. All dead. Or, I guess you could say that they are somewhat alive. They're living, after all. They're the living dead. I'm so stupid. I should have be faster, I should have noticed. Oh, but there isn't time now. I've got to go. Fast. Or I'll become one of them.

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