Life After Death

"I hate everyone."
"Except me, right?"
"No, especially you."

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It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective?

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"Genies grant three."

"I'll take three." I shrug.

"Two." He bargains.

"Three." I say sterner.

"One." He couldn't look any more relaxed.

I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn.

"Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt.

"I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."