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You step from the depot entrance, climbing the stairs you descended five years ago, to the ravaged forest. Tree stumps still smolder from the tank shells, ripped fabric blows across the barren ground, torn from survivor camps. The scent of gunpowder lingers, mixed with the stench of decomposing corpses. Dozens of survivors walk behind you and diffuse to the surrounding area to start the arduous task of rebuilding.

In the midst of that September day, you cannot help but think of all the obstacles you have faced: the zombies, the bandits, starvation, the elements, sickness, and even the betrayal from within your own group. Your path was long but your decisions led you to this point. In the shadow of the new civilization being formed, you walk fearless and determined, ready to face the future.