"I'll try and continue this emergency broadcast as long as we can hold out here. Umm. The city is almost completely deserted now, there are only a few stragglers left on the streets, no emergency services. The fires continue to burn out of control. This incredible epidemic of random mass killing has spread to every country in the civilized world. Every hour more people are becoming infected - being driven to senseless acts of extreme violence. And we got reports, sketchy at best, of people mutating, their bodies swelling and distorting. Its impossible at this time to know how many uninfected people are left."
"You'll find that there is life after death - A very painful life."
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"Mortal" as written by Nowell Rhys Fulber Bill Leeb
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