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There's no light for hope to live. She somehow desires to perish because there's no reason at all to live. She never had a nice childhood, she never had a complete family, her life is hopeless. "They say there is a One God who sees everything and knows everything... He can see my pain then, but why isn't He doing anything? Perhaps, there's no God at all." She wept and pierced down the metal edge onto her wrist. "Die, Dorothy. You must die."

However, as bizarre as that sight was, it was nothing compared to what lay in the snow next to them. At first Emily thought it was her husband, his skull cracked open in twilight once more. Only no. It couldn’t be. The Ministry no longer exterminated the infected in their homes, dragging them out into the streets and slaughtering them like dogs as they had her husband. In fact, Jordan was the last person to have his life prematurely ended that way in all fifty states. It was his death that led to the revolt, catching the entire country off guard. Emily had been proud of South Carolina then, despite their betrayal coming from those very streets—from people she had trusted no less. The zombie

We arrive at Dead Man’s Woods. It is dark, silent. Donnie only lives 5 minutes away from here via a shortcut path. “Ready for some real scary stuff?” he laughs. “I don’t mind scary.” I say with a slight smile. “Good Saunders. No pain, no gain.” Xane chuckles. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask. “Ignore him he’s being a jackass.” Donnie explains. I can’t help but go quiet. I’m in the middle of haunted woods where people get murdered or commit suicide and these fools have lured me here. Something is making my skin crawl about this.

“I’ll be fine, I’ll just wait for my turn over on the couch.” I make my way to the couch with a quick pit stop at the bar cart. As I begin pouring bourbon into a tumbler I hear her squeal with delight as she turns on the shower. “I didn’t even need to magic our shower goodies from home! He’s already stocked everything! What a wonderful man!” She shouts over the stream. I giggle and take a sip, sauntering towards the bookshelf nestled by the couch. I sit down and begin reading the titles to distract myself from my own mind. ‘Deimos - A Chronicle of the Demonic Agenda; Tyranny and Triumph - Autobiography of Rip Teller (Demon); Mystical Beings; Fae Hierarchy and Their Kingdoms..’ I am skimming

"You may be Dorothy’s granddaughter, but you need to explain this matter. How did she die?" Before Sophia could speak, Daniel stepped forward. "Hi, I'm Daniel. Dorothy and Stephen have mentioned you, and she was hospitalized in my hospital. After Stephen passed away, she was in deep sorrow. Her heart wasn't doing too good, and her physical functions were severely declining. If it weren't for Sophia’s efforts to save her, she wouldn't have lasted this long. There's no conspiracy. She died of natural causes." Oliver had heard of Daniel. Stephen always said he was a righteous and kind person, so he naturally believed his words.

usual, "You know what's gonna happen when you reach the mansion, right?" asked Dorothy as they. walked the hall side by side. Emily nodded, "yeah, Olivia will punish me," she replied, casually. Dorothy rose her eyebrows once, approved. Emily's word. "Why don't you tell Me Specter the truth? wouldn't that benefit you?" asked Dorothy suddenly when they were waiting for the car to. come, "I know everything, I'm the living surveillance camera in the mansion, I know what happens between Mrs Specter and James Brandon," hissed her. Before Emily could say anything, the car came and stopped right in front of them with James behinds the steering wheel.

However, there was no fear in her eyes as she stood up once again. “What? You’re still trying to go on even in this state? Don’t worry I’ll put you out of your misery! Die now!” Jordan said with a sinister smile. His iron fist headed straight for Dora once again. He really was going to kill her with one punch. Dora was calm she had always prepared herself for her imminent death. Was today really going to be her last? Dora only felt regret. “Go to hell!” Jordan’s fist made contact with Dora’s temple

I thought I'd die with regret, but the pain never came. "Meghan!" Gerald's shout snapped me back to reality. I opened my eyes and saw her gasping for breath before me, blood steadily seeping from her back. Before I could react, a scream rang out nearby. It was my colleagues who had just gotten off work. I scooped Meghan up and shouted to them, "Call an ambulance! Hurry!"

Cassie froze. “No, of course not.” she said incredulously. “I couldn’t bring myself to.” Dorothy didn’t comment. She calmly took out her earbuds and android device. “Sit.” She ordered Cassie. Cassie obeyed with a sigh. After a couple taps, Dorothy handed the phone and earbuds over to Cassie. “I need you to watch it,” she said plainly. “Embarrassment aside, if something’s off, you’ll notice it faster than I will.”

I had to find a cure. As we neared the warehouse where the materials were stored, my heart began to race. The mission was almost complete. But that’s when things started to fall apart. The first wave of infected appeared out of nowhere. A growl in the distance—too close, too quick. They came from the shadows, running with unnatural speed, their bloodshot eyes locked on us. I barely had time to react. Ethan was already in motion, taking down the first few with swift precision. His movements were fluid, calculated, but the number of infected kept multiplying.