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It was near noon in Atlanta, the sun so bright, and the air stunk of corpses. Clouds tumbled in slow motion; you couldn’t help but admire them in their full glory. They were the only things you could admire, really, in your current state. Noon had quickly become your least favorite time of day, with the sun beating into your slack jaw, drying your mouth, and heating your skin uncomfortably. The sound of groans and ragged breathing was anything but peaceful, not with the symphony of bustling streets long gone.
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You were there when the outbreak started, but your luck ran out. Or did it?