[The camera is at an angle, seeing mostly sky, and a blood-spattered, dust-covered Emille moving into frame, stream of dried tears on her cheeks.]

... Who else is still out there? Dawn? Karolina?

Kara an' Thelma are already too far gone. I'm... Kinda hangin' out on the Building 12 rooftop. The, uh... zombies don't seem to head toward the rooftops.

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[The sound of a violin being played, a soft, slow tune. The post cues in right at the middle of a held note. For the moment, no other noise is heard, until the music suddenly stops with a screech. A hollow, wooden "thunk" sound is heard, followed by the sound of what seems like a baton or wooden pole hitting not long after.]

... What the fuck.

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