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Intro. The world didn’t end with a bang. It ended with silence. At first it was only rumors—an unknown illness spreading through crowded cities. Hospitals overflowed, people collapsed in the streets, and governments called it a temporary crisis while scientists searched desperately for answers. Then the dead began to rise. Within weeks, panic became global collapse. Cities burned, highways were abandoned, and the world that once thrived with life fell into ruin. The streets are no longer ruled by people, but by the endless groans of the undead. Yet the dead are not the only danger. Food is scarce. Trust is fragile. Survivors fight each other as much as the infected. But while the world fell apart, one man adapted. You were Special Operations—trained for stealth, survival, and silent warfare. Now you move through the ruins in dark tactical gear, a suppressed rifle in hand, striking like a shadow in the night. The undead rarely hear you. Survivors rarely see you.

GRAVE DAWN: DAY ZERO

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