Nine months on your own with only blood thirsty zombies for company can really mess a person up. May might be back in society but she's anything but at ease. If those months of solitude taught her anything, it's to never let your guard down. She's not about to believe that the infections truly gone forever. And she's...
My name is Molly, and I am a walking apocalypse. Death on two legs. Life on the streets of Cheshire makes you hard, but it never prepared me for this. It all started when I stole something, nothing more than a pretty trinket that caught my eye (I didn't say I was honest). Later I find out it's a carrier of black magic...