[in Noir reading list of @mystery in Diverse Fiction RL of @Ambassdors] In the small town of Chandaneshwar, a young woman by the name of Amba works as a flower seller. After the death of her father, she is offered a job to work in the temple of Raja Vijay Mukherjee. Although poor, she is a Brahmin woman, so she has knowledge about the divine. One night, while fleeing from the beastly hands of Tirtha Mukherjee, she witnesses something she shouldn't have. Next morning, the fifth murder of the year takes place. Amba might not have solid proof, but she is sure these are the doings of the Mukherjee. These are all human sacrifices- narabali.

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.