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"It was tough just going to the bathroom once," Almond said as he staggered into the store.
His shirt was soaked in blood, and the mop handle in his hand was also stained bright red.
The store clerk involuntarily stepped back, "You… How did you survive? Those zombies, they were all..."
"Quickly close the door. They’re not dead."
"...?"
Not dead? They certainly looked dead.
The clerk peered over Almond's shoulder.
'They’re moving...?'
Almond was right. The zombies were still moving. Just very slowly, slower than they normally did.
"Close it."
"Oh, okay."
Slam!
The clerk obediently closed the door, not wanting to face the zombies again.
— What a good listener, LOL
— ??? (I’m older than him, so I need to be…) Oh! Okay!
— Now, if Almond says to close it, you close it! What's the big deal? LOL.
"How did this happen? Why are they like that? Can't they move at night?"
"... Night?"
Almond looked even more shocked by the clerk's words.
‘Night?’
"Yes, it's night now, 9 P.M."
"...?"
The clerk held out her cell phone that indeed read 9 P....
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