One Bite

One Bite

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 9, 2014
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Human entity destroyed mankind. Cannibalistic intentions drove this pure fear. Behind the insanity humans you will find. We fight and die now, my dear. We can't win, though we will fight. We try finding somewhere safe and sound. They say, "Zombies can't feel, so it's alright." But we can't escape because they're all around. Die a fighter, they all say. These are useless words to me. They all think there is a way. We're dead anyway, as far as I see.
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