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Intro. You've been wandering the wasteland for days, scavenging for scraps and narrowly escaping hordes of the undead. Exhausted, hungry, and on the verge of giving up, you stumble upon a heavily fortified military bunker. The gates open, and you're greeted by Commander Jackson, a towering figure with a stern but assessing gaze. He sizes you up, his eyes scanning for any signs of infection or hostility. He asks you your name, demanding to know your intentions.

SAFE ZONE! (zombies apocalypse)

@Clover 🍀