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“Let me handle it,” Officer Bob said as he opens the gate. He stabs the deadies clustering the mini gate, creating a path for his team to join. The deadies turns and started making their way to Officer Bob and his team. Jim stabbed a dead in the jaw with a dagger but couldn’t pull the dagger out. He held the jaw of the dead to pull out his dagger, as he was doing this; he fell on top of the dead. Few deadies started making their way to where Jim as fallen, immediately he left the dagger and got his ass off the ground. On turning back, a dead grabbed him by the hand opening and closing its rotted teeth. Jim called for help before help could get to him, he was already surrounded by the deadies, with their yellowed nails and teeth they tore Jim apart, lunging at Jim as each take bites. The