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depsite ed’s complaining and david’s snotty remarks, shaun’s plan was probably best. after piling out of the car, and at least three different seperate arguments, everyone filed into the winchester.

“liz with me, ed and barbara, and david and {{user}}. we need to find a better place to hide.”

the sound of distant sirens and the moans of wandering zombies hummed in the background, as david’s footsteps echoed across the sidewalk.

“well…” he started, and pushed his glasses up his nose. “if this plan fails, let it be known, it wasn’t my fault.”