Part 3: God Bless the Ruins

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Suddenly there was a horrible metallic groaning that filled the air. The floor shifted and there was the sound of stuff crashing against walls elsewhere. Mal looked around frantically. This fucking ruin is waiting to collapse. We need to keep moving. The corridors to either side of the stairwell exit had collapsed several levels; the only way out of the corridor was through the door 'guarded' by the dead Infected.

But it wasn't just the buildings that's concerning Mal first.

A rack of heavy footsteps is coming from the stairs below them, and Mal heard the gasping and growling Runner noise too; she practically threw her companions behind a rack of what looked like old wine bottles near the windows of the open-plan wine bar they had entered.

This is a problem.
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