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... d a house just off the side of the road, boots pounding pavement, breath sharp in their throats.
They were barely within reach of the front door when the moaning started—low at first, then rising like a tide. From alleys, behind cars, out of shattered windows, the undead poured in, swarming toward them.
"Get to the stairwell!" Ethan barked, already swinging his barbell bar like a scythe through wheat. The stairwell was still the safest bet—tight quarters, one direction to defend, ...
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