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      DS Chapter 3

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      by Brie We listened intently to the voice coming from the radio, surprisingly calm. Words like "acute virus," "state of emergency," "military," and "quarantine" floated through my mind. “Let’s keep driving. If we reach the blockade, we can get directions to a shelter from the soldiers.” I looked at the situation optimistically. With the city’s bustling areas overrun by monsters, going back would be dangerous. We would just keep driving straight down the road until we hit the blockade. Then,…
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      DS Chapter 2

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      by Brie I was jolted awake by someone shaking me. “Kylie! Get up! Kylie! Are you seriously sleeping right now?!” The urgency in the voice snapped me out of my slumber. In the dark room, I blinked, trying to make out who was shaking me. “Logan?” Logan was right in front of me. What was he doing in my room? I barely had time to process the situation before I noticed a sharp, acrid smell stinging my nose. Was there a fire? My mind cleared instantly as I sat up in a panic. But the thick smoke…
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      DS Chapter 1

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      by Brie 2. The Zombie Outbreak Screeeeech—!! A car driving in the wrong direction crashed into the central divider before careening onto the sidewalk. Screams of shock erupted from all directions. Fortunately, no one was hit by the out-of-control vehicle. The car only came to a stop after slamming into a utility pole. Pieces of the car flew across the asphalt, creating a clatter. The driver, crushed by the inflated airbag, flailed their arms, twisting in their seat. The hood of the car was…
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      DS Prologue

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      by Brie 1. Prologue Logan seems to think of me as his dog. This is not a mere delusion. I cannot leave the house without Logan’s permission. I must eat only the food he gives me, and when he calls, I must drop whatever I’m doing and go to him. But that’s not all. Twice a day, I have to undergo a naked physical examination, and even when he plunges a thick needle into my arm, I can't scream; I have to endure it in silence. Every time he orders me around, a hot lump of anger rises within…
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