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Me and 8 zombies in a room:
-Hey, how was your day, Cou?
-Er… not bad… ju-just chilling…
They start leaving the room one by one, apologizing. No attacks, not even a growl. All of them are extremely polite.
Terrified and confused, I have a look to their belongings. Passports… They were Canadians, now everything makes sense.
Crazy stupid dreams….