
ABOUT THE BOOK
I went to the abandoned theme park to grieve a tragedy.
Wandering through its haunting shadows, I stumbled upon something I was never meant to see.
Every atom in my body screamed at me to bolt and save myself.
But when his piercing eyes found mine, I froze there like a dumb lamppost.
By the time my senses rushed in and I decided to bolt, alas, it was too late.
The genius with glinting blue eyes, Max Thorne, spoke to me, and his first words are, “A fate that carefully handpicked my test subject.”
Not in a million years did I imagine that a chemical lab would be the death of me.
And I, Zora Hayes, had no choice but to become his lab rat.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
She lives in Pluto and lives with Pluto–do not confuse with Plato. That’s how you’re WARNED: she can confuse the h*ll out of you.
Also, you can see her accounts almost on all the social platforms, posting nothing at all.
Because she’s–anti-climatically–anti-social, but stubbornly refuses to believe that tragic factor.
You can’t see her anywhere other than in her crate, tapping heavily on her phone and drinking gallons of caffeine to stay awake and sane. And then she passes out, when humans are busy working, and finally, wakes up along with Zombies to rule the night.
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