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The little number of zombies that remained disassembled and dropped lifelessly onto the ground. An eerie silence befell the castle. Both participants looked around in wonder as the last zombie fell to the earth.
Suddenly, the flapping of birds broke the silence. Several thousand crows swarmed from the horizon, ready to devour their meal that stood within the castle walls. Like a dark cloud, they covered the dim sky and gradually approached the fortress.
A door swung open from behind the two, opening a path into the tallest tower. An old man, hunched over and holding a gnarled cane, motioned them in and called out to them. His dialogue was drowned by the crows' beating wings, but his message was clear... Get in or die.
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