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My Last Apocalypse

I can't explain why or how this cycle repeats for me. Yet, what I do understand is each time I die, I return to the starting point, a zombie apocalypse, and continue my journey anew. In my first apocalypse, I overlooked the creeping signs of doom until overrun by zombies in my flat, where I perished in sheer terror. The second attempt to alert others of the impending chaos fell on deaf ears; labelled a lunatic, I fled the city, only to succumb to starvation and exposure alone in the wild. By the third go, I sought safety in wealth, collecting vast supplies, yet fell victim to a brutal gang. Now, understanding the key—precise foresight, survival skills, strict secrecy, and solitude—I see the purpose in reliving this collapse. This time, failure is not an option. This time, I will survive and outlive the apocalypse.

TK_Selwyn · Fantasy

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The Supermarket shelter (1)

"Where is your location?" the man over the radio asks, his voice tinged with a mix of urgency and caution.

Instead of replying, I challenge him, slightly amused by his direct approach, "Aren't you going to ask how we got to know this channel?"

"It doesn't matter," he dismisses quickly, his tone firm. "As long as you have what we need."

His response confirms what I had suspected—they are desperate for the black-eyed infected. This gives us an unexpected edge, and I decide to probe their willingness to negotiate. "As I said earlier, we have what you want. What can you offer if we hand this over to you?"

He doesn't hesitate, "Whatever you want. Just name it. We can give you resources or we can provide you a shelter."

I chuckle quietly. It's typical for them to assume we're desperate for resources or shelter, but that's not what we're after. "I need information," I counter.

"What kind of information?" he probes, his tone now laced with caution.

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