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Chapter 1

The blade, slick with blood, is the only thing separatingto spread the infection that ravaged his brain to me

God, I hate Eaters

I hate their black, veiny eyes I hate their rabid aggression I hate their addiction-like need to sink their teeth into my skin I hate what they’ve done to o on a si covered in their foul blood

I hate that they took my life and future away

“Get Off” I mutter more to myself than him The Eater certainly doesn’t care about my wants and choht and I know he’s going to drop I really, really don’t want that to happen

A second howling Eater stu thwack ofto the side, I see the body on the ground The head rolls lazily inover me and one inches to my left The decapitated head is so close I can see the stupid hoop ring she thought was a good idea to insert in her nose back in her former life

“A little help? Wyatt? Walker?” My elboobble A stream of sticky spit lands on my cheek A little louder I shout, “Wyatt!”

A streak of black flashes behind the Eater and I close ht of the body to fall oncries fill the air and I blink, seeing the fight aboveoff

Froround, I watch as he punches the Eater in the jaice before grabbing his head and snapping it with a powerful twist Standing over the dead body, Wyatt adjusts his black gloves and glances down at me

I glare at hih”

“I thought you had hi the ache in my muscles with every h it’s black you can see the blood and guts seeping into the fabric