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The broken choice.
Author: D F X
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The room was dark, cold, and filled with the sound of slow footsteps. Zombies circled the survivors like hungry animals.

Grant stood at the center with a cruel smile on his face. Axel stood in front of him, chest rising and falling fast, but he refused to kneel.

“Axel,” Grant said in a calm but sharp voice. “Kneel before me.”

“No,” Axel said. His voice shook, but he stayed firm.

Grant’s eyes turned dark. “You dare refuse me?”

Axel did not answer. He only stared back. Everyone could feel the tension growing like a heavy weight in the air.

Ethan whispered, “Axel, be careful.”

Mason muttered, “This is bad. This is really bad.”

Grant snapped his fingers.

The zombies roared.

“Move!” Rowan shouted.

The zombies rushed forward. Their hands were dirty, broken, and ready to pull down anyone they could grab.

Ethan pushed Axel aside as a zombie swung a heavy arm at him.

“Watch out!” Ethan shouted.

Axel hit the ground but rolled to his feet. Another zombie leaped at Mason.

“No, no, no—” Mason cri
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