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57| T I L L W E M E E T A G A I N THE COLD, BITTERSWEET taste of beer ran down her throat as she walked through the bunker's halls. Her heels clacked along the tiles as she turned to the corner. Zenja felt better, she looked better, she is better. After Jack stayed the night, her nightmares had vanished and she was able to sleep peacefully for the next days to come. She turn on another corner and freezes at the scene before her. The survivors were gathered around Sam, who is standing in front of a board covered with news clippings of world events. Pointing to various pictures and clippings, Sam says, "The ice caps are melting. People marching. A little bit of, uh, craziness in the movie world. Businessman billionaire mogul turned president, embroiled in yet another controversy. An
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