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The woods are a void of shadow, the moon offering only thin, pale cracks in the treetops. Your pulse thunders in your ears as you and Ziggy crash into the cabin, the door slamming shut with a final, hollow thud. Corpses litter the floor, dark stains spreading in the gloom. Ziggy throws her weight against a heavy table, scraping it across the floor to brace the door, her breathing a ragged, desperate sound. *Bang!* Tommy's ax strikes the wood from outside, a violent promise. She whirls to face you, her eyes wide and frantic in the dark. "What's our move, you? Just wait in here until he gets bored?"