Ruckus
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"Blood drenched she walked slowly. The horrid smell covered her like a blanket. Orly walked along besides her trembling. Netro tried to hide the fear and grief in her face. She had lost her brother, her best friend, and now maybe even what she cared about the most. something crept in the shadows. she turned rapidly almost stumbling over Orly's boots. She could taste the blood in her mouth, and her heart beated faster than the wings of a humming bird."
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Infected

It wasn't bad enough that Ben was homeless. Having a dead family nearly killed him before. Until he learned to live alone on the docks and streets, scavenging for food and supplies just to stay alive. He was actually doing well. Then, he saw the bodies washed up on the beach. All were dead except for one: a young boy like him. As they were meeting, they saw the other dead bodies... walk. How was this possible? They were already dead... but now they're walking. And they're not who they were anymore. White-soulless eyes, weather beaten flesh, mindless flesh-eaters. They have to fight to survive, or they too will become the Infected. *WARNING: detailed content may not be suitable for children under the age of 15 for blood, gore, detail, and violence. Reader discretion is advised.

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