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I stood up after about 4 beers. I was bored, and nobody was talking to me.
"Hey, man. Leavin' so soon?" asked Gob.
"Yeah. I got stuff to do, zombies to kill." I replied. Gob flinched at the word 'zombie' but it was probably only a reflex. The real zombies were those dang shufflers outside the wall - the men and women who got infected by The Plague. The Plague caused you to lose all hair, testosterone, and estrogen in your body, and made you indistinguishable from any other zombie, other than your clothes of course.
I had heard about the man named Tobar who brought people to Point Lookout on his boat. I had also heard the zombie infection was not as severe there. I headed out of Megaton. Many settlers gave me strange looks. Jenny Stahl glared at me. Jericho gave me a warm smile. Walter grabbed his lead pipe menacingly as I walked by. It didn't matter. I was never going back to this hole.. this hole where I was born and raised.
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