β Scribed by Lilith Saintcrow
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Cotton Crossing was a dead end, but not for Ginny Mills. Sheβs just marking time, getting experience in the county library system, before moving back to a decent urban environment. Then the phones stop working.
Lee Quartine knows thereβs no way the pretty girl at the library will even look at him. Especially since he canβt open his mouth. He knows heβs a hick, but when the power starts going out and the woods are full of strange creatures, itβs good to have someone around who can build a fire. And kill.
Ginny and Lee and their small band of survivors canβt stay put, and moving is dangerous. The infected are shambling in the hills and the concrete canyons of cities.
Itβs gonna be a long tripβ¦
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