A familiar sound spills across the rancid air. You want to find that reassuring, but you get a sour feeling in the pit of your stomach instead. The gunfire on the opposite side of town has died down. Now, if you want to make it out of this city, every shot has to count. Just a few minutes ago, you had plenty of ammunition, but an unexpected run-in with a group of infected hounds left your supplies dwindling. With the help of the flickering street lights, you manage to avoid stepping on any more debris. After a few seconds of silence, you slowly lift your boot from the now-shattered glass. You freeze as a high-pitched crunch echoes through the grisly night. Straining your ears for the shuffling of the undead, you begin to make your way down a ruined alley.
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