Prologue

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They're all dead.

Everyone.

I have watched and witnessed everyone I knew leave.

My family, my friends, my love. Anything I cherished was taken from me until I was left alone with nothing but memories to cling to.

Now I'm here, by myself.

It has been four years and thirty days.

𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄'𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 | an apocalyptic novel ©Where stories live. Discover now