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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

The night pressed in around us, it was thick with the scent of oil and dirt.

Somewhere nearby, boots scraped against gravel, the murmur of soldiers passing through the outpost filled the silence.

We crouched low in the shadows of an old storage building. We were barely breathing.

I kept a hand on Luna's back, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breath. She was tense but silent, ears flicking at every sound.

The others were close, Oliver just behind me, Cooper and August pressed against the far wall, and Serena and Ellie huddled near an overturned crate.

We were so close to getting out. Just a few more steps, a few more shadows to slip through, and we'd be past the fence.

A sudden voice cut through the quiet.

"Find out who left that truck behind."

The voice was deep, authoritative, and far too familiar.

Worst Of All