•Death Defying•

•Death Defying•

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Brittney Hanse, and her brother Anthony Hanse are what scientists call inters. They are the only ones who are immune to the virus called Calliturn. Calliturn is a virus that whipped out almost half of earths population. The virus was first a attempt to cure cancer but failed horribly. The patients that wore given the serum seemed to be cured but after a hour they went into a bone braking seizure and eventually died but shortly after their death they awaken but are not the same they turn into a flesh ribbing monster people call Brankies. If your bit by a Brankie you go into shock and and about a hour you go into the seizer which kills you. when you awaken your one of them. Follow Brittney, Anthony and their friends as they try to survive their new world with two questions one will they survive or will they be ripped apart by the brankies.
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"I hate everyone." "Except me, right?" "No, especially you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ 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? ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "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."

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