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... d cityscape stretching across the screen. Dust floated in shafts of moonlight.
Broken neon signs flickered above gutted buildings.
The husband, now weathered and alert, led a small scouting party out of their temporary mall refuge to secure more resources.
He didn’t speak.
None of them did.
Each step was calculated—boots rolling heel to toe to minimize sound, breath held in anticipation.
The camera panned out to show distant infected lurking in all ...
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