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"Well, keep trying We need to get this footage to Mahir before we get ripped to pieces by the living dead"

"You’re always such an optirin her way "Like I said Practice"

"Is that also where you learned to be such an assle?"

"Yup How’?"

"Good"

The halls were eerily silent That would have been a good thing-- usually means you’re about to become a snack food--but we didn’t knohether or not the zombies were inside Eventually, even the nervous banter stopped The only sounds were breathing, footsteps, and the occasional soft beep as Alaric tried and failed to make a connection with the outside world I wanted to be coer together, but I couldn’t ile she was, how breakable… how easily killed She otten better the first time, but now? In a new body, with a new immune system that never learned to coexist with the virus? She’d die, and this ti by to one

"Fuck," IAt a ti to myself was the least of our worries

Steve led us to a T-junction and paused "We can’t take the elevator back up to the public garage; we’re going to need to use the private vehicle pool It’s the only way to be sure we haven’t been corimaced "Why do people say that? Wouldn’t it be quicker to just ask if that noise was the wind?"

Sohed "That wasn’t the wind"

"No, it wasn’t," said Steve tightly

"But how--" began Alaric

"Questions later, running now," said Becks

We ran

The Secret Service behind the rest of us,round behind them as they run Becks and Rick moved to flank the nonco his PDA, trying to get a solid connection even as ere fleeing for our lives--while George and I took the front, running close on Steve’s heels

Thelouder The zo on us that fast "I hate the fking CDC," I snarled