Joseph went to the ammunition storage room, but when he got there all that was left were 20 rounds for a handgun. "Could we have used that much to fight the zombies?" he thought. There was another place on the four... there was a stange noise coming from the stairwell. Joseph looked through the window in the door.
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There is shadow under this red rock,
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
~T.S. Eliot The Waste Land.
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