Not all who are bitten are turned.
After World War III, better known as the Nuclear War,
survivors were forced to move underground, where they had a better
chance of survival. Those who were caught above ground in the
aftermath inevitably died of exposure. However, the animals and
vegetation were not so lucky. Although most species survived, they
also mutated. And sometimes those mutations reached the remaining
human population.
Shaddoe March lives in one of
those subterranean bunkers, called SubForty. Her life is nowhere idyllic. No
one’s is. But she’s healthy, and that means she has a future. Until,
one day, her nightmare becomes reality, and she’s infected.
She is thrown out of the bunker, above
ground, unarmed and alone to face the hideous creatures and other
Condemned who’ve been discarded to face their inevitable deaths. As
she prepares herself for the worst, she finds redemption.
Chyler Comstock was also infected, but
he didn’t turn, and he’s not dead. Yet.
Neither are the thirty-two other souls who’ve banded
together for the sake of survival. When he meets Shaddoe, he’s more
than willing to let her join their group, but not until the critical
thirty-seven-hour window is passed. If she remains human after that,
then she’ll be welcomed.
But, for now, it’s a waiting game, and
the world ran out of patience decades ago.
Warning! Contains a beatdown with a broom,
shattered solar panels, a deadly lunch tray,
radioactive ammo,
explosions,
and a possible cure that could mean the difference between love cut
short, or love everlasting.
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