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THE LOST : After The End

In a post-apocalyptic world, you'll find four main types of people. Those who fight with all their might "the hunters." The ones who leech and exploit others "the pests." The predators, who see everyone as prey. And lastly, we have "the survivors," the resilient ones who never give up. Everyone often fits into one category, but it's hard to determine which one Maya falls into. She's not exactly a fighter, considering leaving her room was a chore even before the apocalypse. A predator? No way—she's always been a pushover. You might think she's a survivor, but that's laughable. She'd rather die from starvation than resort to scavenging. So, how should we categorize her? leeche? Nope. Perhaps a new category is needed: "The Lost"—those struggling to find their place in a shattered world."

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CHAPTER 33

The sharp sting tore through my leg as I groaned and tried to pull away. The so-called "doctor" George had assigned to patch me up wasn't exactly gentle. His grip was firm, pinning my leg in place, and I could feel every jab of his needle as he worked.

"Hold still," he barked, not even glancing up. He was an older guy, probably in his late fifties, with a salt-and-pepper beard and a scowl that screamed "I'm not in the mood for your whining."

"It hurts," I snapped, biting down on my lip to stop another groan from escaping.

"It's supposed to hurt," he retorted, his hands never pausing. "You're lucky you still have a leg."

That got my attention. "What do you mean?"

He sighed like I was the dumbest person alive, setting down the bloodied needle and reaching for a roll of bandages. "I mean if you had gone another day without proper treatment, you would have been looking at amputation. Infection's no joke, sweetheart."

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