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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother. When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me? You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. ------ Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story! I hope you enjoy! Other Novels: Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Find me on Discord: devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289)

Devilbesideyou666 · Sci-fi
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First Night Back

Rip nodded his head as he looked around the well-furnished bunker. It had everything a house would have had before the end of the world came and even more.

It didn't even look like a bunker. Instead, he would have bet that it was a bungalow that was just buried underground. There was even one of those expensive coffee makers sitting on the counter, waiting for the morning round of coffee.

"How?" he asked, spinning around. There was carpet under his feet and more than enough light to make this place something special. Best yet, it felt like home.

"I was always on edge, always expecting something bad to happen around every corner. And then, when my entire family died in a car accident, those feelings only intensified. The only time I was able to calm down and breathe was when I was working on the bunkers. But I didn't want to tell anyone because I didn't want them to look at me weirdly."