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​​Zombies swarmed in. I grabbed my boyfriend's hand as we fled through the throng, while he clutched his white moonlight tightly, refusing to let go.​​ ​​Scumbags: truly a species nastier than the zombies.​

Global Catastrophe: Survive, Fight Zombies, Repeat. Every. Damn. Day. View Details Last life, when the outbreak hit, that bastard traded me and my best friend's lives for a bag of rice. I got a second chance. Now? I'm making him pay. In blood.