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The city sprawls beneath a smog-choked sky, neon arteries pulsing with data streams only you can see. Your retinal implants flicker—another trace signal from the underground network. No time for hesitation. Swipe left to dart between shadows, fingertips grazing the screen as you weave through augmented reality overlays. Security drones hum overhead; tilt the device to angle your avatar’s gaze upward, timing breaths to their patrol patterns. A glitch ripples across the feed—tap rapidly to outmaneuver the distortion, decrypting glyphs that materialize like ghostly graffiti. Every gesture matters. Miss a beat, and the firewalls tighten. Succeed, and the labyrinth’s heart unlocks: a server core humming with stolen memories. Pinch-zoom to isolate the encryption node, then drag-and-hold to splice into its frequency. The screen shudders, static bleeding into a whisper—*“They’re watching.”* Your hands freeze. Too late. Alarms blare. Rotate the device 180 degrees to initiate emergency purge, erasing your digital fingerprints as the city’s neon veins go dark.
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Outrun the ravenous zombie tsunami surging toward you—an endless sea of rotting flesh and gnashing teeth. They’re clawing at your heels, swarming in unfathomable numbers, and this desolate wasteland reeks of their putrid stench. Is this cursed ground their breeding pit? Fleeing won’t save you. Survive by turning the tide: arm yourself with grenade launchers, mounted turrets, and every shred of firepower left in this hellscape. Hunt the hunters. Crush the horde. This isn’t escape—it’s annihilation.
