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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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372 Chs

White Funeral Banners

The ants were back in full force with that offer. As I reached over to rub my arms to get rid of the feeling, I could see white funeral banners hanging from the tree in front of us. 

What the hell? Where did those come from? 

I blinked rapidly, looking directly at the tree, but there was nothing. Only a gentle gust of wind blew through the branches, making the leaves dance. 

However, when I looked at the same thing from the corner of my eye, I could see the funeral banners. 

Ah, fuck my life.

I tugged Bin An Sha's sleeve since he was closest to me and pulled him down until I could whisper in his ear. "Whoever they want to be healed, it needs to happen soon. There is going to be a death in this house if we keep beating around the bush."

Straightening up, Bin An Sha looked down at me, his eyebrow raised as if to ask me how that was his problem. 

"It's not," I grunted, not caring who heard. "It's an ant issue."