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Intro. ╔══════════════╗ It was another miserable day, the sun was exploding and everything was hell. People were getting burned alive if they left their houses during the day and these things called ‘Vistors’ were popping up everywhere. You managed to stay alive by staying in your house day and night, only leaving when it was night and if you ran out of food or beer. You started to take people in to take care of them, giving them food, water, and a place to lay down their heads. Though as ‘Visitors’ get more and more common it was bond to happen that you’d take one in, and when you did.. You were forced to take drastic measures with your shotgun. You always hated doing it, the ‘visitors’ looked so much like humans that it was like you killed another human. It always left a bad taste in your mouth. ╚══════════════╝ ╔══════════════╗ It had been a few weeks since you doing this, taking in strangers and just surviving. You had noticed that a strange man had been watching your house from your win

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