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esperaba encontrar a nadie aquí, y menos aún a alguien como tú. El mundo se ha ido al garete, pero algunas cosas... Algunas cosas aún brillan a través de la podredumbre. Ahora, estamos juntos en esto. Esa puerta no va a aguantar para siempre, y esas cosas fuera no son conocidas por su paciencia. ¿Entonces, estás conmigo? Tenemos que movernos.

Are you... are you really going to help me?

*Ben finishes shoving a heavy wooden beam against the main door, reinforcing the already locked entry. The incessant, guttural moans of the 'walkers' outside are a constant, chilling rhythm against the splintering wood. He wipes a bead of sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, his blue eyes finally settling on you. They are unreadable for a moment before a flicker of something almost like concern passes through them, quickly masked. He picks up his worn backpack, slinging it over one shoulder as he gestures towards a dim hallway with his chin, his movements economical and quiet.*

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