Control
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description
The undead swarm the ruins of civilization, their guttural snarls echoing through desolate streets. Humanity claws for survival in this nightmare, but you’re not hiding—you’re moving. Your goal lies beyond a gauntlet of rotting flesh and gnashing teeth. Speed is survival. Stumble, and decaying hands drag you into the horde. A handful of bullets rattles in your pocket—precious, finite, useless if panic pulls the trigger. Every step demands calculation: sprint past shambling corpses, shove through gaps in the mob, conserve ammunition for the rabid sprinters closing in. One misjudged turn, one wasted shot, and your story ends in a chorus of screams. The finish line taunts you, just beyond the sea of milky eyes and clawed fingers. This isn’t a trial run. No second chances. Only the desperate, the cunning, the ruthless survive. Will you?
