As she awoke from her slumber, all she saw were the remains of the place she had awakened to. She was confused while unwittingly fading between clarity and haziness. She embarked on a journey that resulted in a chasing frenzy, leading her to the military's clutches. The previous forgotten cure researches were fuelled by a half-turned zombie that was constantly displaying reversal of zombification. Now the hunt is on for them, and she is the center of it all.

Brain Blame & The Undying

Dr. Griffin stood stiffly, hand on his chest with his heart thumping loudly as bullets ricochet and the groans died down. He can’t rebut her----he knows he shouldn’t. He had met many women before, yet no one as daring as she is----no, he couldn’t compare her impatience now to the previous females. She’s desperate as they were but she took it to another level. 


“You’re wishing for the impossible, under the presence of your own father, yet you don’t fear death at all.” He spoke through gritted teeth. Stalling will get him nowhere near his desire. 


“This one’s on your head not mine,” Dr. Griffin turned around aggressively as his hand shot out to catch Ana’s arm. He pulled her close to him, veins pulsing in restraint, as his head pained him more than the fear of being exposed. His other hand reached down his pocket, swiftly fishing his phone out and dialing. 


“Alpha 1, change of plans.” He gritted out. “Ready for extraction, I’ll ping the location.” 


[Chapter Forty-six]