Popular opinion suggests we go East.
I led the gang Eastward into the shadowy abyss. With the wind at my back I clung tightly to my shotgun, not sure of what to expect. My zombie-pwning reflexes were inexplicably sharp, and as soon as I saw the whites of the approaching rabid cyborg zombie's eyes I knew exactly what to do. I leapt backwards as he lunged at me and fired the shotgun before even hitting the ground. My attacker's head was blasted from its shoulders, and splattered across the walls and ceiling. I was impressed with my mad skillz; considering that it was the first time I had used a gun, I was pretty freakin' awesome with it. Stepping over the zombie's remains, I found myself at a dead end.
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