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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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Death

As it always seemed to happen, morning came way too early. 

 

I could hear footsteps walking around our make-shift camp and low voices of men talking. Completely unwilling to open my eyes, I burrowed deeper into Si Dong's arms. He was warm and comfy, and I wasn't getting out of bed a moment sooner than I absolutely had to. 

 

"Is she ever getting out of bed? The rest of us are ready to get a move on," came a disgruntled voice from right outside of the tent. 

 

I snorted in my head and pulled the top of my sleeping bag higher up. I was essentially trapped in a cocoon of my own making, my body in a sleeping bag with Si Dong wrapped around me. 

 

It was the best. 

 

"Did you get all the supplies you want?" asked Cheng Bo Jing, clearly not amused by whoever was talking.