I turn to look behind me with my heart in my throat.
There's my shadow: the tall one with long hair and a backpack. And then there's the other, the one I don't want there. My second shadow, leering at me, knowing that whenever I sleep it can take me and use my body like its own.
But I don't give up that easily.
* * *
The Unnamed came when we weren't expecting them. There were no spaceships or missiles or shadows passing over the sun. When they came, they were silent and invisible. And we didn't stand a chance against them. This is the story of the End Of The World.
'Transit umbra, lux permanet' - Shadow passes, light remains.
~
Her hair is fire, eyes emeralds of life. She is the epitome of both evil and purity.
She will either cleanse the earth... or watch it burn to the ground.
She is the world's last saviour
and she has finally arrived.
***
When a monstrous virus has wreaked the earth for several years, one can only hope that they are not the next victim.
The virus attacks the brain, taking away every sense of emotion and remorse you once had, replacing it with pure aggression. This, combined with extreme intelligence is what wiped out over six billion people. They aren't called zombies. No, they're much smarter than that.
They're called Corrupted.
No one can be trusted. With bandits, gangs, a shady government and of course the Corrupted,
how can you know who the real enemy is?
[Book One in The Corrupted Series]
"Oh, my dear Evelyn. The Corrupted were merely a distraction. The real terror is only just
beginning."