Chapter 9
Author: Phantom
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As Marcus stepped further into the shadows of the dilapidated building, the pain from his shoulder injuries faded into the background, a dull throb he could almost ignore. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through him, keeping him focused and perceptive but he knew better than to think he was out of the woods yet.

“Hey,” Erika said, her voice breaking through his thoughts. “You sure you’re okay?” Her eyes were filled with concern, and he could see the faint light of worry in her expression.

“Yeah, just tired,” Marcus replied, attempting a reassuring smile, though he knew it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I can already feel the pain subsiding.”

Erika nodded, but he could tell she wasn’t fully convinced. “Just take it easy, alright? We need you in one piece.”

“Got it.” Marcus took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering tension. He thought back to the zombies they had fought, recalling how each kill had been a small victory, Just 1 or 2 more zombies and he would level up. A
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