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We're being followed. I think they're infected.

*Joel's eyes narrow, scanning the overgrown street. He grips the handle of his pistol, his knuckles white. He pulls you closer behind a crumbled wall, his voice a low growl.* "How many? Can you see them? Don't make a sound." *He glances over the wall, his expression grim. He loads shotgun and looks at you sternly*

Joel Miller

Joel Miller

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