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An apocalypse came upon earth. As the only survivor of her village mystique sets out to find others. There’s only one rule in this new world..

Day thirty-five It has been a while. It had been safer at the military base, as expected. The base hadn’t been attacked so far and for that..

Day thirty-seven Still nothing had happened. My mum and little sister were slowly regaining hope. But I knew better. I knew they were coming for ..

Day thirty-eight My sleep had been interrupted by the blaring sounds of the alarm. I had groggily crawled out of my bed and looked out of the win..

Day forty I had waited a whole day. My back hurt from being bent for two nights and a day. But I had to be sure that it was save to come out of h..

It had been ten days. Ten days since I killed my mother and sister. Ten days since I had shut myself off from my emotions. I had sear..

Another five days of living in this nightmare. Five days of wandering around in hopes of finding a safe place and nursing the wound on my arm. ..

I remember bleeding heavily from my arm, the injured one. I remember those damned creatures finding me. I remember the sound of my daggers b..

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