[But he doesn't say it. He simply sprints, every survivalist instinct that's kept him alive despite all incredible fucking odds and, in some cases, his best goddamned efforts, powering him forward at a dead run.]
[He rounds the corner and nearly loses his balance, one hand catching the curve of the wall to keep himself from skidding across over the corroded plane of floors made slippery with moss and age.]
If we can find a room, we can barricade it shut - keep them out.
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[But he doesn't say it. He simply sprints, every survivalist instinct that's kept him alive despite all incredible fucking odds and, in some cases, his best goddamned efforts, powering him forward at a dead run.]
[He rounds the corner and nearly loses his balance, one hand catching the curve of the wall to keep himself from skidding across over the corroded plane of floors made slippery with moss and age.]
If we can find a room, we can barricade it shut - keep them out.