Death Count

Death Count

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Rylai Heston is a gamer slash photographer slash artist. Not a single bone in her body ever spelled athletic or fit. Even running down from their stairs got her panting. And her survival experience had been just on the black screen of her iphone. So when something happened one night turning her world into chaos and people started eating each other like in a very bad cannibal movie turned nightmare, she was forced to do some very athletic stuff. Would she and her unlikely team be able to survive the dawn of the new world with those people eating human-like crazies? Or will she succumbed to the cannibals' call to join their force?
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