Apocalypse Rebirth: Seven Days to Hoard and Take Revenge

Chapter 3

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the phone in the gray vo

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out. They dropped onto

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curren

manager. He hated anything he couldn't physicall

business plan for a fake company called "Future Assets." She stuffed

financial projections. She made it look exactly like

d up her phone, and diale

times before

ushing against a golf cart speaker echoed

made herself sound frantic, arr

opportunity. It's going to change the world. I need to

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on take a deep

ecticut immediately," Harlon ordered. "We are going

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rk hoodie and jeans, hiding her weight loss and pale skin

m door and walked

ups. She jumped back, her eyes wid

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new exactly what expression was on Hailee's fa

p October wind hit her face, clearing the

and hailed a yellow cab, paying the driver upfront in cris

York blur past the window. Thousands of people walking, laughi

of text from Hailee, asking a doze

ne to silent and sho

Grand Central. The shadows swallowed the back seat

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Apocalypse Rebirth: Seven Days to Hoard and Take Revenge

Ning Ruoshui Modern

“In my past life, the Cerberus strain leaked, turning the world into a blood-soaked hell of rotting flesh and mutated monsters. I thought my boyfriend Declan and my best friend Hailee would have my back as we fled the quarantine zone. Instead, when the surging crowd of the infected cornered us, they didn't hesitate. They shoved me backward into the horde just to buy themselves three seconds to run. As I fell into the mud, I saw them fleeing without a single backward glance. "She's dead weight anyway!" Hailee screamed. "Just keep running, she'll distract them!" Declan yelled back. I was torn apart, feeling the agonizing tear of rotting teeth sinking into my neck and the hot spray of my own blood. Before the apocalypse, my greedy uncle had locked away my ten-million-dollar trust fund, leaving me with nothing but a fake boyfriend who only wanted me for my money. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand how the people I loved most could trade my life for a head start. Why did I blindly trust them? Why didn't I see through their perfectly choreographed lies? Opening my eyes again, the stench of decaying flesh vanished, replaced by the sterile smell of my college dorm room. Hailee and Declan were standing over my bed, faking tears of concern over my meningitis fever. I was back exactly seven days before the world ended, and my spatial vault ability had come back with me. This time, I'm extorting my uncle for every cent, hoarding the city's supplies, and leaving them all to rot.”