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As soon as the clock struck 7:00 PM, the portals stabilized, just as they had the previous day. One by one, the zombies began stepping out, slow, shambling, and relentless.
"Alright, it's starting," Raghav muttered, watching them.
Pooja stretched her arms and grinned. "Your turn, Vikram. Show us something interesting."
Imran glanced at him calmly. "Don't rush. Just handle what you can."
Neha pushed her glasses up. "Focus. Don't lose control."
Vikrant smirked. "Let's see what you've got."
