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... the misty lake on the cloudy morning was truly gloomy.
Amid that gloomy park, a cracking sound echoed – Crack!
Aiden, holding an axe in one hand, was smashing a zombie’s head.
The zombie crumpled over, its waist bent and body draped like a rag over an old park bench.
Confirming that the creature had stopped moving, Aiden called out to Arian behind him.
“Next?”
“None. That was the last one.”
Aiden nodded and lowered his axe.
Since A ...
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