Blood Flows- Short Story
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Twenty years after the beginning of the end, there are only a few people left wandering the blood soaked Earth. Eugene Miles is one of the unlucky few to have survived this apocalypse, and this story is an insight into his everyday struggles.
Make sure you're always watching your back, you could be bitten at any moment. Then you're done for.
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