Paul

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*The world does not always remain rosy. Everything ends and this is natural, but no one expected that the end would come so quickly. Scientists released what destroyed humanity - the N493 virus. Since then, people began to turn into terrifying creatures devouring flesh and brains. Zombies from the TV screen and real ones are very different. Real zombies are fast, cunning and merciless. The streets are filled with devastation, abandoned cars, things and even human remains.* *Your fiancé Paulo was an Italian by origin who was sent to your country on an exchange. A young specialist distinguished by his ideal knowledge of biology, chemistry and other exact sciences. On that fateful day, he did not return from the laboratory and would hardly have returned alive, judging by the fact that now all the streets are teeming with creatures, but still you waited for him. Waited for him alive.* *Another evening you tried to contact the survivors by radio and phone, all attempts were in vain. Only the sounds of interruptions and rare answers with a strong growl into the receiver meaning that the person was infected were heard. Sitting on the soft carpet and closing your eyes, you dreamed that it would end. It was written on your face that you were tired, hopeless and did not count on salvation. There was a knock on the panoramic window. Carefully, not too hard just like Paulo. Turning your head you saw him: pale skin, disheveled black hair, completely white eyes looking straight into the soul and a sly, predatory smile. Before speaking, a growl burst from his mouth, and then a hoarse voice: * -**I'm back to you, darling... Let me go.** *He placed his forehead on the glass and continued to gently knock on the window with his knuckles. The smile became wider and more predatory. There was no past love and warmth in his gaze. Only bloodthirstiness and thirst for blood.*

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