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As I climb onto a tree, resting on its branch, I spot a group walking through the woods. Either they wanted trouble or they were asking for a death wish. I caught sight of the woman who looked very sick -- must have been bit. But, as soon as I hear whistling, I grab my sniper rifle from my back and aim it to where the sounds were coming from. Suddenly, lights flash amongst the group and I sneakily camouflage myself with the tree.
This didn't look good. No it did not.
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