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He scrambled over the debris, fingers fumbling with the latch. Inside sat the toolkit, gleaming under the grime. But as he grabbed it, the ground shook. The Juggernaut hadn't been fooled for long. It had doubled back, its massive fist smashing through the warehouse wall just inches from Marcus’s head.

They reached the fire station base just as the sun broke through the clouds. The gates swung shut, the heavy iron bars clicking into place. Marcus dropped the toolkit on the workbench, his lungs burning. He looked out through the sniper tower at the silhouette of the Juggernaut still wandering the treeline. State.of.Decay.2.Juggernaut.Edition.v20220525-P...

Marcus nodded, but his eyes were fixed on the shadow looming near the warehouse door. It wasn't a standard "shambler" or even a "feral." It was a —a massive, bloated wall of muscle and bone-plate that could tear a car in half as easily as a loaf of bread. Its skin was a sickly, bruised purple, and its roar sounded like a freight train grinding to a halt. He scrambled over the debris, fingers fumbling with

They moved with practiced synchronization. Maya fired a bolt into a distant car alarm, the shrill piercing the silence. The Juggernaut turned its massive head, its milky eyes tracking the noise. As it began its thundering charge toward the decoy, Marcus bolted for the crate. The Juggernaut hadn't been fooled for long

Marcus didn't need to be told twice. He dove through a window, glass shredding his jacket, and hit the pavement hard. Behind him, the warehouse groaned as the Juggernaut barreled through the front doors, a force of nature fueled by nothing but hunger.

"Run!" Maya screamed, loosing a flurry of bolts that bounced harmlessly off the monster's thick hide.