DYING LIGHT: FURRY EDITION

DYING LIGHT: FURRY EDITION

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After the events of Dying Light the Beast and just like Europe the USA is a home for the undead and The GRE collapsed leaving a branch of it in total power... The ZTB who just like their parent company they experiment on infected people making more monsters known as Chimeras and letting roam the US. But they have a purpose for doing this... to hunt down and capture Subject Delta and The Wolf and they are getting closer to finding them, but Subject Delta is getting stronger and will get stronger with every ZTB Chimera dead and with the help of their new furry friends. Good Night Good Luck... try not to get bit again. I don't own Dying Light or any images shown.
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