"Flames licked at the moonlit sky, heavy clouds of black smoke obscured the stars and quenched the hope of the people below, the moon hung its head in shame at the sight underneath its dim glow. The smell of smoke and burning skin filled the night, a pungent smell of decay accompanying it. Screams erupted as the ghouls and zombies sunk their teeth into flesh and ripped their way to the bone, tearing apart their victims. Cries of infants chorused in the air, sobbing for their mothers and fathers, the panicked yells of the men as they tried to fight off the beasts that gripped them, all assisting the symphony of chaos as the only world they knew came crashing down around them.
They would pay, they would all pay, it was time to collect their debts. It was time to make them suffer just as they made me."
Death, destruction, chaos,
The things she caused the most,
Betrayal, treachery, fakery,
The things she did the most,
Hatred, detest, disdain,
The things she felt the most,
Madness, insanity, psychopathy,
The things people claimed her to be,
Dead, gone, forgotten,
Only two of those things are true,
She's dead, she's gone, but she will never be forgotten.
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First draft, there will be two more drafts and then the final one.
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The world didn't end all at once-it unraveled slowly. Quietly. While no one was looking.
Neve, a introverted 17 year old, was always good at noticing things. The way her neighbors' pets started vanishing. The way the news anchors stumbled over their words. The way her school suddenly cared about checking students for "fevers" but never offered explanations.
Still grieving her mother and lost in the silence of her own home, Neve watches as the world slips further from normal-until the night the power goes out. Until the night she sees a man, gaunt and bloodied, standing in her backyard. Watching her.
After that, everything falls apart.
As cities burn and the dead walk the streets, Neve is forced from the quiet life she knew into a fractured world ruled by survival, instinct, and impossible questions. Who can be trusted? What do the revenants-the "turned"-still remember? And how much of yourself can you lose before you're no longer human?
Alongside Jace, a guarded 19 year old, a boy with his own shadows, Neve walks a path littered with broken people, fading memories, and echoes of a past that refuses to stay buried. Her journal becomes a guide, her sketches a record of what the world used to be-and what might still be worth saving..
She meets people. She loses them. She learns to trust, and she learns to grieve.
But most importantly-she survives.