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You choose the cot in the middle.

Harvey comes back downstairs, turns off the lights, and crawls into his cot. Snores begin to echo throughout the room, and you think about how lucky you are to be here.

As you begin to doze off, something bursts through the door with a guttural shriek. It's a zombie. It goes for Harvey, who is closest to the door, as Harvey wakes up and fights it, you're able to leap up immediately, grab a knife, and plunge it through the zombie's back. Oliver immediately runs for the door, and slams it, preventing anything else from entering.

"I—thanks." Harvey mumbles. (+1 Harvey point) "How did...what was..." he freezes. "Does this mean we forgot to lock the door?" Harvey says in an icy cold whisper. "Even with all the confusion, that was a nearly fatal mistake. I can't believe this." Harvey storms upstairs, muttering about our incompetency.

"Shit, I don't know how I could've forgotten to lock the door." Oliver groans, rubbing his eyes.

"It's not only your fault, dear." Nana comforts him.

"Yes, but had someone died, we would've lost 100% of them. We'd all be 100% responsible for that." He snaps. "I'm sorry." He softens, accepting Nana's warm hug.

Carter gives you a weak smile, before climbing back into his bed.

"So we're just gonna leave the body?" Violet asks sarcastically. "Oliver, go open the door for me." Violet demands, as she picks up the zombie by the arms, and drags it out the door. "Do what you want with it in the morning. I'm washing my hands and going back to bed."

"She's a badass." You laugh quietly, as everyone settles down for bed for the second time.

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