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Open Memento Mori

((I have been so freaking busy, I'm sorry. College takes time and effort... couldn't be on! I am soooo behind. but seeing as I've been GM'd into current situations, I'll just pop back in.))

Zach followed closely behind Alayne, his knife held in a good grip. His focus however, was on the girl over Jame's shoulder at just the moment. She was part of one of the other teams... blue?... and they'd been overrun. That meant there were a lot of zoms out there. He understood pretty clearly why a firearm was the least appropriate thing here.

He then looked down at James. He guessed he couldn't sympathize, but at the same time, what happened was horrible. It was inevitable though; being out in the open in a place like this was not the best idea for them. The problem now, though, was making it through the open themselves and getting back.

They had their zom... or at least, soon to be. The group was still together so far. Now was the tricky part: making it back again after all this.
 
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