Incurable
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As he felt our presence, he looked up. His rotten flesh was hanging from his face and all over his deceased body. Crimson, red blood oozed out of his bite mark on his shoulder. A right arm stump was dangling along with his corpse. Yet, the worst was its eyes. They were lifeless, lacking a soul. Its haunting image got imprinted into our mind immediately. As the shock began to wear off, reality hit home. "Kristin, MOVE!" I screamed as I sprinted rabidly, startled. We didn't stop running until we got into the car and locked the doors. I lifted the keys into the ignition, but I couldn't even get them in, I was trembling fiercely. After four times of trying, Kristin took the keys from my hand and put them into place. "Thanks..." I whispered, but I was soon interrupted. Kristin yelled, "Drive, Amaris! Drive!" as her eyes widened and looked past me. Dr. Rudack was lurching towards us at full speed. I threw the car in reverse and slammed my foot on the pedal. The truck squealed backward and hit my "dead" partner square in the jaw. At lightning speed, I put the car in drive and zoomed out of the parking ramp saying, "I can't believe that the zombie apocalypse has begun." "Amaris, you have got to be kidding me. It has not 'begun'. There are no such things called zombies. It must of been a prank or something," Kristin dubiously remarked. As if she was not only trying to convince me, but also herself. POST ON THE WEEKENDS AT 3-5 PM (Pacific Time) (Not every week) SONG AND PICTURE ON EACH CHAPTER BOOK COVER: @annajeanX (INSTAGRAM: @walking.without.souls) MANAGER: @RominaB16 (INSTAGRAM: @rominab16) EDITOR: @SurgesBepic
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"But what do you believe?" "I don't know. I don't even know if any of this is even real." I placed my hands over my face in frustration. Was I losing it? Suddenly his hands touched mines and pulled it away from my face. "Throw reason out and just listen to this." He said pointing down to my chest. He put his hand to my cheek, and I closed my eyes feeling the electric shock again pulsating from his hand to my cheek. I opened my eyes, and I knew without a doubt that he had no evil bone in his body. But then that meant that he had to be innocent and that the reports were wrong. "Okay so what do you suggest we do in figuring out how you and your girlfriend got killed if you didn't do it?" "I have a theory..." Before I could even blink, his lips were on mine and I could feel my body going into a frenzy. I felt like I was spinning around and around in a vortex. And then everything turned dark with only the sound of a guitar riff. *************************************** 17-year-old Anya Little must form a somewhat symbiotic relationship with a ghost that haunts the house she currently lives in to find out what happened 30 years ago the night he and his girlfriend, Annie, who turns out to be her doppelganger, died. Romance, Paranormal, Supernatural, Mystery, Crime, Reincarnation, Spirits, Sex, Love, 1980s, 1989

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