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Caution: Zombies Ahead![COMPLETED]
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My name is Evan Williamson, 16 years old.
I'm a gamer.
I love zombie themed games, mostly, survival games. It's like, I'm in that world so I can fight and kill zombies and shit. But one day, something happened. I wake up in a hospital, not knowing why I am here and who put me in here. And then, there's a lot of zombies everywhere. I don't know what is going on, the only thing that is in my mind is to escape this place and not to get myself killed or be eaten by zombies.
Before, I dream about using guns to fight and kill zombies. But this is real, not some imaginary game.
It's a survival.
And that is how it started.
Wanna play a game with me?
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