Not even paying attention to the zombies, the main focus the thrum in your ears and the way your head has started to spin. You can’t think of anything as black starts to creep up in your vision, mind starting to fog. Gunner nudges you, noticing Gunner: Just a little longer sweetheart he passes you a water, taking your bag off your shoulders, trying to get you out of here Ava: she gives you a look of disgust Gunner: I’ll cover you, just worry about walking straight. Ava get their left
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