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You Can't Have My Flesh
“Bring in the betrayal,” Queen of the Flesh ordered. The lady planning the escape of Officer Bob and Jamison was brought in as she was made to stand in front of Jamison and Officer Bob. “She wants to help you. Now you will watch her die,” Queen of the flesh said. The man the guard slits his throat has to turn into a dead, as the queen was to talking, the dead lunged at the man holding the lady. The dead groans, “GRAA HHH GHAAA, UGGGG HHHHHH” trying to have a bite. The guard immediately drove in with the van, hitting the Queen down. The lady made her way to Jamison and Officer Bob, freeing them from their chains. “Quickly to the van,” Officer Bob said. One of the men held Jamison by his leg, the guard from the driver’s side shot at the man, “Get in,” the guard yelled. The Queen’s men enga
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