75 Days
The only thing that stops me from running away is Aaron's hand as it clamps down on my shoulder, silently reassuring me that everything will be okay once more.
The first zombie walks into view and the sight of her causes me to flinch. The left half of her face is missing, and judging by the jagged tearing, it appears as if the skin has been chewed away. The whiteness of her cheekbone that peeks out from beneath torn flesh catches my attention, and I can feel the bile rising in the back of my throat, harsh and acidic. I bite down on my lip, close my eyes, and count to ten until the urge to puke begins to subside.
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