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On the first night of the zombie outbreak, I saw my neighbor being eaten alive. There is no system, no cheats, no superpowers. I'm just a defenseless regular guy. Outside the door, there was the sound of footsteps dragging the internal organs. The fishy black blood seeped into the crack in the door. They knock on doors, they sniff, they knock on doors imitating human voices. I didn't dare to turn on the light, I didn't dare to breathe, I didn't dare to cry. I dare not look for food when I am hungry, and I dare not drink water when I am thirsty. The door can be broken at any time. They will come in at any time. This is not survival; It's a terrifying nightmare of being trapped in a room by monsters, slowly waiting to die.
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