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Baryos' back was against the wall as the two ghoulish figures lurched toward him, their flesh hanging off yellowed skeletons. The pestilince stung his face and neck. The horrific odor was unbearable. He raised the Golden Age gun and pulled the trigger, only for the metal to fall to pieces. Turning to the door, Baryos slammed into the piece of wood as hard as he could. But it did not budge.

As the corpses grew closer, Baryos tried to create a Scatter Grenade. But he could feel no Light. He was powerless, and terrified.