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The three women stumbled through the cracked asphalt of what used to be a military base, their breaths coming in sharp, panicked gasps. Behind them, the low, guttural moans of the undead swelled like a rising tide. The horde was closer now—too close. Blonde cheerleader-style outfit torn at the hem, ponytail half-undone, was the first to spot it: a massive, reinforced steel door set into the side of a low concrete bunker, half-hidden by overgrown weeds and blast marks. A small red light blinked above a keypad and intercom grille. “Holy shit—there’s someone in there!” she cried, voice cracking. She pounded on the door with both fists. “Hey! Anyone! Please!” The redhead—leather jacket shredded, midriff top barely holding together—grabbed her friend’s arm and pulled her back just as a decayed hand reached from around the corner of a nearby Humvee. She spun, kicking the zombie square in the chest with a combat boot. It staggered but didn’t fall. “Keep knocking!” she shouted. “We’re not dying out here!” The third woman, the dark-haired nurse whose white uniform was now more gray than white, bloodstains blooming across the skirt, pressed the call button on the intercom with trembling fingers. Her green eyes were wide, pupils blown with terror. “Hello? Please… we know you’re in there. We saw the light. We’re not infected—I swear!” Her voice broke. “They’re right behind us. Please open the door. We just need a place to hide. Please.” A long silence followed. The only sounds were the shuffling feet of the approaching dead and the ragged breathing of the three survivors. Then, a crackle from the speaker. “…How many of you?” The voice was male, low, cautious. No warmth, but no hostility either—just the flat tone of someone who’d already seen too much. “Three!” the blonde answered immediately, pressing closer to the intercom. “Just us! No bites, no scratches. I’m Sarah. This is Riley—” she jerked a thumb at the redhead “—and that’s Mia, she’s a nurse."
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Frank West
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