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Heavy sounds emanate through the doors, which shake and shudder then creak open in a long arc. Mindy stands on the other side, covered in dirt like war paint, white teeth smiling through the dark face.

"What happened?" you both ask, simultaneously as you enter the long vestibule of the inner Sanctuary.

"Zombies. Lots," Mindy says, all too calmly. "We've been fighting all day. You look like hell. Where's Uncle Lou?"