Get It While It's Flesh!
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- Parts 3
MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, Jan 22, 2017
They're everywhere...hunting, chewing, killing, turning others into them. Their killing machines willing to do anything for flesh, even kill their family and friends. I won't let them get to my brother, I have to get to him first and save him.
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