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This is an original story, not fanfiction of any kind. It's been years since the monsters first appeared, they seem to have some sort of virus that makes them act rather, odd... Mary gasped as her body bolted up, well, up more than it already was. As soon as she woke up from her long slumber Mary found herself tied to a particularly uncomfortable chair with a medical mask over her mouth. The room she was in was dimly lit and looked similar to a garage. In one corner there were metal shelves with all sorts of goods racked on each. There was a rather large assortment of food though, not healthy food but food you'd eat as a last resort. "Wait, does this mean..?" Just then she thought was cut off by an unrecognizable voice, "Guys, Guys! She woke up" another, more stern voice then spoke "God, it's about time."
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