Jinx
In my past life, I was naive. I trusted my husband, Leo, and my gold-digging stepfamily right up until the zombie outbreak hit and they threw me to the horde to save their own skins. I died screaming while they watched.
Now, I’ve been reborn 30 days before the apocalypse with a system: an infinite dimensional storage space and a system that tracks the exact location and heartbeat of my betrayers.
While Leo and my family scheme to steal my mother’s inheritance, I’m quietly selling off assets, building an underground fortress, and hoarding thousands of tons of hot meals, fresh water, and weapons.
When the plague tears through the city and the dead begin to hunt, my family will realize their gross mistake against me. They’ll crawl through the mud, banging their bloody fists against my sdoor, screaming for mercy.
And I’ll sit inside my warm fortress, eating a hot meal, and watch them rot.
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