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zombieproof....Oh. My. Fucking. God.
...It's the kid. The ball-bouncing kid.
...He's walking up and down the hall. Holy shit. I thought I wasn't freaked out. I lied. There is no denying that it's him. Ooooooooooooh fuck me. I really want to open the door, but I am... not that brave, so it would seem.
...and he's coming back. dammit go away go away please please please go away.
...It's the kid. The ball-bouncing kid.
...He's walking up and down the hall. Holy shit. I thought I wasn't freaked out. I lied. There is no denying that it's him. Ooooooooooooh fuck me. I really want to open the door, but I am... not that brave, so it would seem.
...and he's coming back. dammit go away go away please please please go away.
