Queen Of The Apocalypse

Synopsis

My name was Hailey Johnston. Before I got a second shot in life, I struggled through three years of the apocalypse. I fought zombies, dodged scumbags, scrambled for bread, and risked it all for half a bottle of water. In the end, I died like a total loser, betrayed by my team and thrown to feed the zombies. Back for round two, I was lying in bed, one minute before the zombie virus hit, thinking about my life. I wondered if I should bother fighting anymore. Hell, no. I was tired. I would let it all end. The Zombie King tore my door in half like it was paper. I stretched out my neck, waiting for him to bite me. The next second, that claw never touched me. He didn't bite me. Instead, he gently tapped my neck, so light that it barely felt like a touch. It was like a big dog gently nudging its master, as if testing her. I opened my eyes. The Zombie King lowered his head and gently rested his massive head on my lap. He looked like a huge, abandoned puppy.