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Childpocalipse
This is a shitty day, it started all kinds of wrong. Maybe I should have paid more attention to the signs. ‘Fabrizio, Fabrizio, are you there? Over’ The radio started spewing words and ruining my smoke time. ‘The fuck do you want, Marcello? Over’ ‘We are going to move to the north. Enrio saw some little fucks running around a few hours ago, we think there is a horde somewhere. Have you seen anything? Over’ ‘Nah! Haven’t seen any lately, but you never know with those things. Over’ ‘Got it. Keep your eyes open, this are the first ones we’ve seen in a week. It’s too quiet out there. Over’ And that was the start of a really bad day.…