Death At Dusk

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I stumbled upon another biter or as Kaden likes to call them: Zombie. I laughed. No way in hell am I calling them that. So biter kinda stuck to me. 

Either way, the biter/zombie was in pretty bad shape. A police officer, so it seems. His name tag on his chest read A. Rivers. Poor Rivers has his eyes torn out and a missing ear. His blood covered gray skin looked dull and painful. 

"Well Mr. Rivers, I need that gun strapped to your hip." I said. With that thought in mind, I raised my rusty ax.


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