A New Type of Realism
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Can you really trust the people around you? Can you believe the events that happen in your surroundings? Can you really trust your own eyes?
Devyn wakes up in alien surroundings with no recollection of the arrival, or the previous two weeks. Within the time of unconsciousness, the world has changed for the worst.
When things don't quite add up in this new world, it begs Devyn to rethink the answers to these questions.
My own twist on the classic zombie genre. There's hints of what the twist is right from the beginning - enjoy!
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