Pilar, wake up!” I jerked awake. My head was pounding and I was laying on top of some kind of metal grate. A pair of tear-filled amber eyes were only inches from mine. “Pilar. Get up or you're going to die,” she said. I reach...
Not wanting to wake Jeb, I stumbled away from the dwindling fire. My body was dripping with sweat and my lungs were struggling to breathe as I fought off the nightmare I'd just woken from. Images of my mother screaming my name as she was fed to a horde of angry zombies were freshly engraved on th...
