That Witch Bitch: Continued
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Nothing could be worse than being vaporised in the apocalypse.
At least that's what you thought when your phone rang with an alert that you'd been one of the lucky few to be sent to a special underground bunker known as Outpost 3.
It seemed that you weren't only rich enough to pay but also had the "perfect DNA match".
But as you spend more and more of your life concealed in the bunker, you begin to realise that your lucky pass wasn't really ever that lucky.
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