He stepped out of the dilapidated shed, his boots crunching on dry leaves. To his left, the silhouette of a massive, bloated figure stood near an overturned truck. It was a , its skin pulsing with a sickly crimson light. In the old days, you could outrun them. Now, they were faster, smarter, and their plague-ridden claws could end a community in seconds.
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The signal on the old radio was weak, a flickering voice cutting through the static of the Cascade Hills. He stepped out of the dilapidated shed, his
He began to crouch, moving through the high grass toward the coordinates from the radio. The world felt bigger today—the new map promised better resources, but the cost of entry was written in blood. Above him, the sky turned a bruised purple. In the old days, you could outrun them