The Left Series (Book 1): Leftovers - Plot & Excerpts
My stomach ache receded instantly when I relieved myself. I washed my face and hands at the sink with the soldier standing over me the whole time. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw a shadow of my former self, a broken and emaciated man. Dry swollen lips, red puffy eyes, noticeable weight loss. I looked gaunt and skinny, like one of the dead. I’d aged ten years in the last few days. Maybe I was a dead man walking. Maybe these were my last few hours left living and breathing as a human being. I had a feeling what was left of the army was going to use us as guinea pigs in some bizarre experiment to preserve their own skins. Would being a zombie be so bad? At least you were sort of alive. Rosenberg didn’t hold out much hope for a cure for the disease that had taken hold of the world. “Time is up sir,” the soldier said behind me. “We need to go back to the interview room.” Interview room? I always associated interviews with job applications and talking nicely to future employers.
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