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Realistic or Modern Empire of the Dead [more open than a 7/11]

Jakra came out from the last building, her gym bag significantly heavier than it had been at the start. Of course, it seemed like quite a lot now, but it would run out, fast. She'd have to ration herself, she decided. Seeing Marcy, standing and waiting, she set course for her, and untightened her bag.


"Not much, but as much as I could get." She said. Inside the bag were various miscellaneous items, but most of it was simple food; granola bars, cereals, chocolate, stale tortillas, etc.


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After a long evening of berating tedious survivors, Allen took up his post once again atop the tilted lamp post a breath away from the exterior fence. The embers of the sun finally disappeared over the concrete horizon and the ultraviolet lights flickered to life in its absence. And so the regular stretch of silence began.


It was an hour into the night when the lights began blinking.


Allen shifted his gaze to the ultraviolet floodlight just a few feet in front of him. Its flickering was reminiscent of a dying flame, becoming slowly more and more erratic. The noises in the night that Allen had previously learned to block out suddenly became horribly real. His concern was short lived, however, as the lights stopped flickering and once again began beaming normally. "Well, that was..."


And then the lights cut off completely.


Not just the ultraviolet lights, but the interior lights as well, even the fence had stopped crackling - the entire outpost was completely bathed in darkness. Allen pulled his nightvision goggles over his face and hopped of the lamp post. If commotion broke out, every corpse in earshot would be scaling that fence.


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She noticed the lights go out and looked up and around suddenly, stashing her picture in her pocket.





"Shit what was that," she said, standing from her crouching position on the outer wall and looking around. All of the lights were out.





She jumped down to the inside of the wall, knowing when it was safer to be inside, and walked around along with a few of the Z-coms. She didn't consider herself one of them, because she didn't follow any specific rules, but right now all of them were just trying to survive. Lights out all over meant the fence was down, and that meant they weren't safe. This would be an interesting night.
 

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