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... death itself.
He didn't stop.
He didn't hurry. And with every new infected that stumbled into his path—he dispatched them with surgical, almost insulting ease.
They were coming in twos now.
Not just the scattered singles from first floor.
Pairs of infected, heads twitching violently, bodies contorting with that jerky madness, skin peeling and eyes void of reason. But it didn't matter.
He dealt with them like he was bored.
Knife—throw—right ...
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