i'm in a 50s style 24hr diner in pennsylvania. the sky is dark and grey and there's a light flurry happening. i'm sipping coffee listening to an old man tell a waitress about some flesh eating disease with an unknown means of transmission.
send herbs and handgun bullets, i'm living through the intro to a survival horror game
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