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cynique horreur post-apocalyptique rebondissements solitude

Une étrange maladie tue à tour de rôle toute la population et moi, je me retrouve là dans mon immeuble, coincé dans mon appartement comme un con. Tout seul. 

Il paraît que le plus long, dans l'Apocalypse, c'est surtout la fin. Ou alors c'était une citation qui parlait de l'éternité, je ne sais plus. De toutes façons il n'y aura personne pour me contredire, sauf peut-être les rats... Satanés rats.All Rights Reserved

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