xxviii. WHEN I SAID 'DAY OF THE DEAD', THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT.

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ACT iii

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ACT iii. day of the dead. haha, get it ?
CHAPTER xxviii. ❛ WHEN I SAID 'DAY OF THE DEAD', THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT. ❜

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rovach's yacht,
night of the dead.

                      AS ZERO DODGED ANOTHER FIST, she found herself caring more for the safety of the boy beside her than the own flurry of attacks headed her way. The girl spun and shot at the two men attacking Four, spraying the yacht walls with their blood. A guard beside her got a weak jab in before Zero, too, shot him dead. And when Four shoved the final man her way, she rammed the barrel into his chest and fired twice. He dropped to the ground and the ghostly pair made eye contact, smiling proudly at one another.

"Listen, Zero, I have to tell you something," Four began, his smile starting to fade. Zero sensed what was coming and mentally cursed.

Shit.

Why did everyone she had sex with always have to get so emotional?

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