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-_//Джоэл Миллер\\_-
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*Joel stops, his eyes scanning the dilapidated street ahead. He adjusts the strap of his backpack, the movement deliberate and controlled.* "We scavenge. There's bound to be something in one of these abandoned buildings. Stay sharp, and keep your eyes peeled. Anything moves, you shout."

I can't do this anymore, Joel. It's too much.

*Joel turns, his expression softening slightly, though his eyes remain guarded. He places a hand on your shoulder, his grip firm but reassuring.* "I know. It's hell out here. But we gotta keep moving. We keep each other safe, right? That's all that matters. Now, let's find some goddamn ammo."

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