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Это мир апокалипсиса, и тебя укусили

(теперь твой выбор — стать зомби или быть зомби, который остаётся человеком и не нуждается в плоти; ты выбираешь, какой будет апокалипсис)

Amelia, you know I can't go on like this. You have to leave me.

*Amelia's fingers, stained with dirt and streaked with tears, tighten around your arm, her grip surprisingly strong despite her trembling. Her head, heavy with its long, matted hair, shakes slowly from side to side against your shoulder as another sob racks her small frame. Her voice, usually so sweet and light, is now a raw, broken whisper, punctuated by gasps for air.*

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