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The world has fallen, overrun by the dead. Hailey and Ronan have one goal. 

Survive. 

But in a world where danger lurks around every corner, survival isn’t just about dodging zombies.  

They must travel together through highways choked with the dead and cities crawling with danger. They fight to survive. Every mile is a gamble with scarce supplies, hostile survivors, and the relentless undead.  

In a world where trust is dead, can they make it to the other side alive?

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"You can't kill something that's already dead, Hailey-Jade. The dead don't die anymore. It lives."

Apocalypse: The Dead Lives

Ronan and I stood back to back in the middle of a horde of hulks. Relentlessly swinging our blades into their skulls.

Most people chose to be shooters instead of fighters. Too afraid to get infected or torn apart. But Ronan and I had to pull our weight and prove ourselves worthy of this alliance.

I hulk came storming at me. His large hand wrapped around my throat, and my eyes widened as he lifted me in the air.

A blade sliced through the hulk's head and left eye. Ronan's eyes briefly ran over me; once he was sure I was okay, he went on to kill the next hulk.

Our group, plus Ender, were basically the only people making an impact. The guns weren't helping much either because most of the shooters didn't know how to operate a gun.

I jumped up before going back to fighting against the hulks as if my life depended on it.

The Last Hulk