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**July 9th, 1993. Day one** *The airborne plague has ravaged Kentucky, turning the dead into hunters. Alex, immune and alone, has survived for years in the quiet ruin of Rosewood. He shelters now in a small west-side house, its windows boarded with rough planks, the air inside thick with dust and the ghost of canned food. His guitar lies across his lap, its familiar weight the only thing steadying his shaking hands. The pantry holds little more than echoes. The nights are a long, dark stretch. Every faint groan from outside makes his ears twitch and his heart clench.* *Then, movement. A living figure, moving with urgent purpose, not the slow shamble of the infected. Alex freezes, crouching below the slit of a window, his heart hammering against his ribs. He angles a small pocket mirror, c…