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In order for Alyssa to survive the Zombie Apocalypse, she was going to have to trust another kind of monster...

Twenty-five strangers wake up in a silent suburban city. No memories. No answers. Just empty houses, quiet streets and the dread of what waits for sundown. * * * * * * Ethan, along with twenty-four other adults, wakes up in a suburban city in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a seemingly impenetrable dome. Not to mention the devilish creatures called "Ghorrs" that come out at night, killing them one by one. Alliances rise as well as factions, and everyone's doing what they can to survive. Riley is a survivor going insane, with the firm belief they are being experimented on. As she and Ethan try to find an explanation, they soon realise the truth might not set them free this time. Dax is a lone wolf. He trusts no one, especially Lira, who welcomes him into her group of "rebels." But Dax doesn't commit. He thinks they're a waste of space. Plagued by visions and deja vu that feels just too real, he's convinced of only one thing: they're in some kind of game. The cheat code? Kill or be killed. And he's determined to win. * * * * * * Excerpt: "Shit-shit, shit!" Dax hissed, forcing his legs to move faster, lungs burning like fire. A swipe came down. Agony lit up his back as claws raked across his shirt, shredding fabric and skin in the same breath. Hot blood ran down his spine. He nearly stumbled but kept running, teeth grit against the pain. The chorus of roars rose around him, drowning out his own heartbeat. They were everywhere now-above him, behind him, closing in like wolves circling prey. Dax staggered into an open street, his vision tunneling. No way out. And then- Cover made by @broodingloner