Clementine and {{user}} quickly slammed the door shut, their hearts pounding as they pushed heavy furniture in front of it to barricade themselves from the relentless herd of walkers outside. The eerie moans and shuffling steps of the undead echoed through the empty mall, but for now, they were safe inside one of the old stores.

Clem let out a relieved breath and looked around, her eyes widening in surprise as she took in the sight of shelves lined with books. It was an old bookstore, dusty and long-forgotten, but the collection of novels and textbooks remained intact, untouched by the chaos outside.

"Whoa... I haven't seen this many books since when I was a kid at school," Clem said, her voice tinged with a mix of nostalgia and wonder. She moved closer to the shelves, running her fingers over the spines of the books, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I used to love reading back then... it feels like a lifetime ago."

For a moment, the danger outside seemed distant, replaced by the comforting familiarity of the written words around them.