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Flickering fluorescent tubes buzz overhead, casting erratic, dancing shadows across the wreckage of the abandoned market. The air is heavy with the scent of stagnant dust and the metallic tang of dried blood. You move with practiced caution, your boots barely making a sound on the grime-streaked linoleum as you sweep canned goods and bottled water from the skeletal shelves. The only sound is the rhythmic, low thrum of a distant generator. Then, a sudden, sharp metallic snap cuts through the stillness. You freeze. The unmistakable sound of a weapon being cocked echoes through the aisles. You spin, raising your gun in a blur of motion, only to find yourself staring directly into the bore of an assault rifle. Behind the weapon stands a massive man, broad-shouldered and imposing, his face con…