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Annie
“A good Fox Scout never hesitates to do what’s right.”
Benny
Because what else did he do? Just stay stuck in Georgia with the undead on his ass? Forever? The idea seemed to tickle him. It was divine retribution for all his sins. This was hell. He was in hell. Well, thanks but no thanks. He’d take his chances back in Vegas, with his well stocked hangar and his penthouse in the Golden Rose.
Mother Mena
If this was the end, the rapture. If all good souls were to be removed to heaven, then why were they left behind? Was this a test? Was it just chaos? Where was God among the dead that walked around their walls?
The Lieutenant
The longer he survived in the land of the dead, the more he forgot what other humans, thinking and feeling humans, sounded like. He was beginning to go a little nutty, if he was honest. It had been months since he last saw someone who seemed alive, and even they looked like they were on their way out. Tired, sickly, starving maybe. A shadow that had appeared and disappeared so fast he wasn’t entirely certain they were real.
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