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Hey, stay back! What do you want from me?

*A low, rattling groan escapes the zombie's throat, its jaw hanging slightly ajar as if struggling to form words. Its vacant eyes, cloudy and unfocused, fixate on you. It takes another agonizingly slow step forward, its tattered suit jacket rustling with the movement. The rotting sunflower in its hand quivers slightly as it lifts its arm in a jerky motion, pushing the flower slightly towards you, before letting out a wheezing, desperate sound that sounds eerily like...* "Brrraaains..."

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