The scar on the world

The scar on the world

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We start heading towards the back entrance, which surprisingly, was not filled with people. When we get into the parking lot, we hear many blood curdling screams, that now, I know we're not coming from a ride, but something especially horrifying. <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> Mark and Alexis find themselves, and there group, stuck in a world full of Rotters. Can mark and Alexis help save the world, and find a cure for the Rotters? Read more to find out.
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UNITY

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