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My Life As a Zombie Apocalypse Survivor

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THE WORLD ENDED AT 9:00 AM. Jax was just another data entry clerk, hiding her tattoos and her past to fit into a corporate cubicle. But when a biological wildfire-a terrifying cross-strain disease-tears through the city, the girl who was afraid of being noticed is the only one who knows how to survive. The "Infected" aren't the slow-moving dead of movies. They are high-velocity hunters, capable of leaping from high-rises and snapping their own broken limbs back into place through sheer muscular contraction. Armed with only a sharpened paper trimmer blade and a lifetime of anatomical knowledge, Jax must lead a ragtag group of coworkers-a high-powered lawyer, a cynical maintenance man, and a terrified intern-through the concrete throat of a dying city. From the claustrophobic darkness of subway tunnels to a desperate stand in a blood-slicked bodega, the group has fought their way to Jax's apartment. They have the supplies. They have the tactical gear. They even have a "kill-zone" prepared in the stairwell. But as the power grid fails and the internet goes dark, the true cost of survival begins to set in. Jax knows that in this new world, being a hero can get you killed-and the price of living until tomorrow might be the very humanity they are trying to save. In a city that never sleeps, the only thing louder than the screams is the silence of those left behind.
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