[The sound of footsteps, the rustle of a plastic bag filled with small cartons of strawberry milk and ramen.]
That should be enough to last for awhil--
[A pause. There's a faint sound of moaning. Zombie moaning and their slow, rotting footsteps. Sick.]
The zombies. This is familiar.
[a rustle, and Tatsuma notices that his communicator is turned
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Possibly.
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Wait for me, Tatsuma.
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Welcome back.
I can't exactly wa--
[more pounding, and zombie beating-uppu]
wait. How was everyone doing?
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You've got it handled over there?
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Yeah.
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