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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)

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You Are Wrong

*Trigger Warnings: Suicide*

I followed behind Bai Long Qiang as he made a beeline for where he wanted to go.

We crossed bridges into different buildings, each one decorated with an official picture of the Leader at every entrance. There were pictures on the walls of other bases and parts of the country, as well as men who I could only assume were commanding officers based on their uniforms.

"Hey," I called out to him, and he continued forward. "Isn't that…?"

He looked over his shoulder at the picture I had stopped in front of. If it wasn't for the uniform, I would have thought that it was Bai Long Qiang.

"My grandfather," snapped the man, clearly not as interested in going down memory lane as I was.

But I was utterly lost in a maze of buildings; I needed to try and orient myself in some way, and the pictures were the best way to do it.

"Okay then," I grunted as I continued to follow behind him.