Alive Inside (Book Two)

Alive Inside (Book Two)

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Four years after the fall of America, the Christensen group has survived the initial outbreak and made due in a benevolent encampment, after tragedy strikes, the group must flee, but along their new trek across Tennessee, can the group survive what the brutal world has in store? [Rated M for Mature, the story contains strong language throughout, graphic depictions of violence, blood and gore, elements of horror, and events potentially triggering for some individuals.] [All Character art, including cover art, is owned by me and cannot be used without expressed/written consent.] [The story and all its characters are owned by me (TLOU521), any similarities the characters have to a person living or dead is coincidental, all events depicted in this story are fictional, and any resemblance to a real-life event is coincidental]
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When the world goes to shit, what do you think of your chances of survival? The students of Weststone High are about to figure out just that as they get thrust into a world where what was once their peers are now hellbent on tasting their flesh. Follow along while this ragtag team of mis-matched students learn just where they stand in the new food chain with just one single goal: survive. - The world is changed. I think I've changed along with it but I'm not sure. Who I was before this is just a hazy fog in my mind now. I wish I had kept a journal. Before. Something to remind me what life was like before every day became a fight. Maybe then I'd remember why I'm trying so hard to survive. I don't think I can hold on much longer like this, though. I can feel my will fading away. Bending. Folding. I don't want to go out alone in this cold desolation. Will you stay with me? At least, until I'm dead? -

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