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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

I pushed forward through the ruined streets. The air was thick with the smell of decay.

My fingers instinctively brushed the knife at my hip as I adjusted the strap of my backpack. Every step forward felt heavy with tension.

Marco walked beside me; his usual smirk faded as he quietly scanned our surroundings. On my other side, August exhaled sharply, kicking at a stray rock.

"We should find shelter soon," August muttered. "There's a storm's coming. They announced it on the radio last night."

I glanced up at the darkening sky. The clouds swirled dangerously. Thick and heavy. A promise of thunder and rain.

An uneasy feeling settled into the pit of my stomach.

"You think we'll make it to the old church before it hits?" Marco asked, his tone casual, but his body tense.

August shook his head. "Doubt it. And honestly, I don't know if I wanna be trapped in there when the storm rolls through. Feels like a death trap."

The Storm