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They were running as fast as their legs could carry them, you can only imagine the fear and horror they felt trying not to be killed by dead men walking.
After reaching the bridge they now had to be careful and fast at the same time, but then Sam stopped. Oh no, he can't be having a vision at such an award time, now they will just have to carry him before their friend becomes another dead man walking.
O wait, what's he seeing this time. Hope it's not the end of the world. He saw dead men walking before now, now they are running from the dead.
This is an entry to @mariannewest daily five minutes freewrite with prompt: a vision
