Hi there! 
I'm currently in the middle of planning out a book that I'm hoping to write and publish one day, it's pretty dystopian-themed with perhaps a little coarse language, but that's all. Basically, about fifty years ago, an eerie virus swept over the world, killing almost half of its population. And while a scientist thought that he'd found the perfect cure, upon trying it out on a few dead bodies...
they came back to life, not as meat-craving zombies or ANYTHING like that, but as humans, humans with heightened senses, with the Sight, the Ability to see into other dimensions. However, those who hadn't yet been struck with this virus decided to hide, to self-quarantine until it all passed.
And once it did, they became so mercilessly afraid and paranoid of the Other Undead (as they THEN called them!) that they built a large, crumbling wall, stretching right around the middle of the globe, so that the Undead were walled off with the other mounds of dead bodies, and the fifty percent that remained sane... well, they basically had to rebuild and reconstruct their lives altogether.
Fifty years into the future, and a young girl is starting to wonder, to question the ways of the people, of the travelling lies, of their stories. It no longer smells like death and rotting flesh in the streets; everyone is happy, almost joyous, having seemingly forgotten about the Other half of the population, outside of the wall and in the South-side of the globe. But what happens when over-population strikes? And who KNOWS what the Undead are doing with their land now? Are they destroying it, or rebuilding cities, towns, villages, and farms? And is there... after all, there must be...
a way to get over the wall.
***

Soo if that sounds interesting, then stick around for the first chapter, idk 😐