ᅟᅟ ᅟ. ꒰꛱ ͜ ꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱ ͜ ꛱|꛱ ͜ |୨♡୧꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱ ͜ ꛱|꛱ ꛱͜ |꛱ ͜ ꒱ .
⊹ ㅤ۪ㅤ🗞️ㅤׄㅤ.ᐟ
━━━ No, no quiero.. Solo... Agh!, ¿Acaso no ves lo incómodos que están cuando yo estoy ahí?, ¡Es horrible!, podría hasta jurar, que si los grabas cuando no estoy, ellos son... Ellos. ━━
[ Tal vez solo necesite retirarme de este sueño... Eso o comenzarlo desde el inicio ] - ____ Febrero del 2017
[ Lo comencé desde el inicio, pero lo sentí como el final de mi aprendizaje.. ¿Estoy haciéndolo bien por fin? ] - ____ abril del 2017
[ No quiero volver a vivir lo que viví, será mejor retirarme del proyecto..? ] - _____
[ Lo hago por ustedes, créanme que yo se lo que sienten, pero se siente peor verlo desde aquí.. ] - _____
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- ESTE LIBRO NO ESTÁ HECHO CON LA FINALIDAD DE CAUSAR ODIO HACIA NINGÚN IDOL -
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¡Gracias por leer!
In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined.
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As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live.
But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else.
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Excerpt:
I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow.
Glowing eyes were not normal.
Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal.
What was I then? For that, I had no answer
[[Word count: 495,000]]
Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given.
Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.