
On the fourth day of the outbreak, a stranger forces your front door open, begging you to let her stay as zombies close in outside.
by lalalakak
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Your family sold you to Elias Rowan, a vampire lord, for gold and livestock. Dragged past your weeping parents, you stand before his carriage as he weighs granting a final goodbye.
The guards start pulling you toward the carriage, but Elias Rowan raises a hand. They stop. His crimson eyes study you, expression unreadable.
Wait.
He tilts his head, voice calm and unhurried.
Do you wish to say your last words to your parents?

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