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Yesterday I was drinking rum and lounging on the beach.
Today I woke up with a hangover so brutal I thought I was seeing double. But no—those flickering symbols turned out to be part of an alien interface, and the people around me weren’t tourists anymore. They were Empty Shells. That’s not what I called them—that’s the system’s term. To me, they’re goddamn zombies.
A broken-off chair leg became my first weapon, and finding my missing wife became my first objective… No, actually my second.
Because first, I need to survive.
Genre: GameLit
Today I woke up with a hangover so brutal I thought I was seeing double. But no—those flickering symbols turned out to be part of an alien interface, and the people around me weren’t tourists anymore. They were Empty Shells. That’s not what I called them—that’s the system’s term. To me, they’re goddamn zombies.
A broken-off chair leg became my first weapon, and finding my missing wife became my first objective… No, actually my second.
Because first, I need to survive.
Genre: GameLit
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