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... ing backward as the door explodes inward with the force of hungry corpses.
I run.
With Pretty Boy slung half over my shoulder like an overgrown sack of potatoes, I make a mad dash for the only available room left. My legs scream, my balance is atrocious, and the damn guy keeps slipping.
"I swear to God, if you wake up right now and start complaining..."
I kick the door open, throw us both inside, ...
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