LOGINSharon didn't sleep.
The ideas in the messages persisted in her mind.
You are purchasing the correct items. You're forgetting something. You should have a safe place before Day Zero.
The one who sent them knew all.
She was on the verge of her bed looking at the lights of the town. In 30 days those lights would die. The roads would turn into battlefields. The hospitals would turn into slaughterhouses.
Only those who had prepared in advance would survive.
Sharon already knew which place she would go.
A disused resort, set outside the city. Thick concrete walls, underground rooms, private well and one road in. During her previous life, it was too late for any survivors and they killed one another for it.
This time, it would be her first to own.
Her phone buzzed. Her banker: All shares are liquidated.
She checked her bank account. More than enough.
She dialed the agent's number. I want the resort. I'll pay cash and I sign this day.
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She was 3 hours later standing inside the property! It was perfect. Main building, guest houses, pool, generator room, high walls, forest behind high walls, and a large underground storage.
"I'll take it," she said and signed.
A black luxury car stopped at the entrance as she was walking back to her car.
Yesterday's car again.
Sharon's whole body tensed.
The door opened. A man came out of the house that was tall and had a suit on that was just right.Out came a tall man in a suit that was just to him. Cold face. Dark, unreadable eyes.
Alex Knight.
The billionaire.
Alex Knight's best game was in her final life when she constructed a solid foundation in the north. He had hundreds of survivors under his command. In year two, he saved her from raiders, when she was starving. She never could forget him.
It never occurred to her that she would meet him before Day Zero.
He walked directly towards her. "Sharon Carter?"
"Yes?"
This is the property that you purchased.
Sharon crossed her arms. "Do I know you?"
I know you, by name.
Then you should know if you don't like strangers asking me questions about my property, Mr. Knight.
A fraught, menacing smile. "Interesting, you're not what I heard.
“But what did you hear?”
That you are quiet, obedience.
"People change."
Alex lowered her eyes and then back up to her face, as if to catch a glimpse of something she had dropped in her hands. You're "purchasing a lot of supplies.
"I like shopping."
“Hundreds of kilos of rice?”
"I'm hungry."
"Medical supplies? Generators? Fuel?"
I'm not that healthy and I don't like having power outages.
He actually laughed. Quiet and low.
Sharon tried to avert her eyes.
“Why do you want to break up with Michael?” he asked.
Her face grew as cold as sheet of ice. It's none of your business.
You're right, but Michael is my business, he owes one of my companies enough money to destroy him.
Sharon almost smiled. That was new. Michael never said anything to her.
The girl studied Alex. "You don't seem surprised.
I know my husband.
"Ex-husband," he corrected.
Not yet... He hasn't signed yet.
If you aren't divorced,
What do you have in mind?
Alex stepped closer. The space between them disappeared. Don't touch Michael.
I don't need you to protect me.
No, I wasn't providing protection," he said, his eyes glued to hers. ““I was advising you.”“
"What's the difference?"
"You'll find out."
Then he turned and rode off to his car. His footsteps left on her fists, she watched him go. He was aware of her hoarding. He was familiar with Michael. Here she was, when he found her, the moment that she purchased the resort.
No coincidence. Not anymore.
Her phone vibrated.
Beware of Alex Knight.
Her head sprang into the air. Alex's car was already pulling away down the road.
A silent observer had been listening to the whole time.
Quick as lightning she typed, "Who are you?
Delivered. No reply.
She eyed the vacant road, and then the walls of the resort behind her.
30 days to doomsday.
Now she knew - the apocalypse wasn't the only thing that was coming for her. There was a game being played around her.
But she didn't know whether Alex Knight was enemy or ally, the only one to keep her alive.
Luna had learnt the value of fear.It helps you recognise when something is wrong. Like noticing the door opening on its own. The footsteps halting when you stop. And the smile lingering just a little too long.But it can cause carelessness.Luna was scared.The woman standing outside her glass enclosure was identical to her mother. Her dark hair matched Sharon's perfectly, her eyes were the ones she knew so well and the small scar on her brow. Even her jacket was the same shade of grey that her mother had worn.However, the little girl staring back at her from the glass was holding a stuffed rabbit.Emily.Luna pressed herself against the wall."Stay away."The woman tilted her head."Why? What's the matter?""Your not my mum!""Yes I am.""No! My mum wouldn't call me sweetheart when she was angry. She'd call me Luna. And when she is scared she acts angry to make everyone feel safe."The woman's facial expression changed.An ancient and cold darkness seeped from her eyes.Then she sm
Alex frowned at the dark phone screen.Sharon stood beside him, chest heaving, her silver marked wrist concealed by the sleeve of her hoodie. The silence had grown thick in the chamber, like the cathedral itself was holding its breath."Call her back," Sharon said.Alex hit the speed dial for Luna right away.No connection.He tried again.No good."Daniel, get the radio working, I want every single frequency scanned," Alex ordered. "If we have to shake every military outpost between here and Haven, I want that damn signal."Daniel gave a brisk nod as he hurried toward the satchel.Mira sat with her back against the far wall, her usually unshakeable skin pallid in the dim light. Evelyn crouched beside her, checking her pulse while trying to avoid Sharon's wrist. Nobody wanted to voice the obvious.Luna had warned Alex to be wary of Sharon.Then her reflection had smiled where Sharon's face should be have been.Alex slowly turned toward his wife."Sharon?"Sharon met his gaze."Don't a
Sharon couldn’t breatheThe voice had not come from the speakers or the silver threads. It had originated in her very being, reverberating so that she could feel each word pulse at the edges of her visionWELCOME BACK, ORIGINAL SUBJECT .The silver mark on her wrist burned.Sharon gripped it with her other hand, trying to still the light slinking beneath her skin.“Get it out of me!”Alex lunged for her, but the moment his fingers brushed her wrist, the whole chamber exploded in white light.He was tossed backward.“Alex!”Daniel scrambled to his aid as the woman with the newborn fixed a horrified look on Sharon.“Don’t touch her,” Evelyn snapped. “No matter what’s happening, her nervous system is interfacing directly with the network.”“Then tell me how to stop it!” Sharon hissedEvelyn didn’t have an answer.The woman with the newborn stood motionless, save for the way her gaze followed Sharon as if recognizing her for the first timeHer charge had fallen silent as well, its silver
There were a few seconds of stillness.The woman waiting on the other side of the silver doorway looked just like Sharon.It had Sharon's face, her dark eyes and even the small scar on her left eyebrow. The way she was cradling the newborn was the same as well, as if Sharon had seen it a thousand times before.The baby was wrong.Its skin was a sickly pale pink and a thin silver line ran from its forhead to the hollow at its throat. Its eyes were closed but the silver fibres around it moved with every breath it took.Alex stared the woman down."You're not Sharon."She gave a sad smile."No. I'm the woman you married before you met her."Sharon felt Alex's hand clench around her own."What does that mean?" She demanded.The woman adjusted the baby in her arms."Ask your husband what happened on the night he first met you."Alex shook his head."I don't know what you're talking about.""You never do when it becomes inconvenient to remember."There was the sound of footsteps on the floo
The door slammed shut behind them.The noise caused Daniel to spin around immediately, raising his gun to wherever the doorway was."It's sealed," he announced after trying out the handle and finding a lack of mechanical lock. "Something is holding it."Silver threads were undulating along the walls, stretching down from the ceiling and reaching into the darkness beyond the room. It all pulsed gently like the veins in a living corpse.In the center of it, holding up a stuffed rabbit was the little girl in a yellow hospital gown.Emily.She looked no older than six years old with pale skin, silver eyes, and a rabbit with one ear hanging loose just as the memories Sharon had tried so desperately to unearth.The girl was staring at Alex.“You came back, Daddy.”Alex couldn't move.Sharon had seen him stand down armed men, she'd watched him walk through burning buildings and fight down foes that should have cut his throat. But now he looked like some man who's just discovered the ground b
"Daddy is the reason I died."Emily's words came to an abrupt halt on the sound of static. Sharons heart pounded in the deep silence of what followed before she realized the sound was her own heartbeat.Alex stood in the doorway of the settlement hall, his eyes fixed upon the small stuffed rabbit in Shadon's hands.He did not refute the accusations.He did not explain himself to Sharons surprise.He stared just as though he had spent a decade running from a specter in his past rather than merely days.Sharon knew she had seen Alex face down armed assailants and negotiate with terrorists. She knew he had made impossible choices that had cost the lives of hundreds if not thousands of people in his wake.But she had never seen him afraid of the childlike voice coming from behind her yet."Alex," she said quietly, forcing herself to her feet. "Tell me what you know."He looked up at her."I can't."The words cut deeper than she expected."You can't, or you won't?""I don't remember everyt







