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Mod used: Here is a tale of a future that never was, of a night that never dawned. Trapped, the gunshop owner sat in the corner of his cozy small room as he hears banging come from the door. He knew it was over, he had lost everything anyway. His guns. His friends. And even his Cola, which was the last bit of happiness for him. We sipped the last bottle as he watch the infected hoard break through the barricade bit by bit. But just when the tunnel couldn't get darker, a spark of hope was lit. A chopper passed by with someone calling out the words, “EVACUATION CENTRE AT LIBERTY MALL! ANY SURVIVORS PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY NOW!“ Whitaker was never the type to give up so easily when hope emerges. With his last gulp of cola, he picks up his rpg and blows open the door, giving way across. This fallen survivor has just got back up. And he is ready to live. (Yeah bit unnecessary lol but I felt like building up the mood would be cool! This is just a
