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Tales From the Zombie Apocalypse

Subject: Patrolman Mortimer Reed
Resource: Dispatcher transcript

“Dispatch this is Reed. We have multiple 10-34s, bring in every Ape you’ve got!”

Copy Reed, this is Central. We’re mobilizing all units to your location. What’s your status?

“I can’t fucking count them, there’s so many! I have to say this is a definite Level Four 10-71! They just broke through the drainage works and…”

10-4 Reed. 10-71? Over.

“They’re pouring into the city and tearing everyone in their fucking path limb from limb! This is a city wide emergency OVER!”

10-4 Reed. Samson put you up to this didn’t…

“Check your incoming calls Central! Does it look like I’d make this shit up? I’ve got multiple DOAs here and need everything you have on my position.”

Holy shit. Copy Reed! We’re sending the Apes to you now!

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