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Hours after the outbreak, you had been part of the military's fast response team. Your initial task was reconnaissance with the hopes of setting up a rally point for helicopter evacuation of any non-infected survivors.

Your team was moving on foot through the streets of downtown when you were set upon by creatures out of a pervert's nightmare. All discipline was lost as your team disintegrated into panic and fled unthinkingly into the city, pursued by the nightmares...

You awake in what appears to be a disused bunker. You have no idea how you even got here, but you are uninfected. In your panicked flight you lost all of your supplies. No food. No water. No weapons. No radio. At least you have your backpack, and your watch.
Heaven only knows what awaits you outside but, you have to find a way back.

Taking a deep breath you open the door to your sanctuary...


All text from the Flexible Survival Game; edited for narrative clarity.
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