A Post Apocalyptic Novel by J. Everett Stevens

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"He’d been plagued by nightmares during those hours. Ones that set his mind ablaze with horrors he couldn’t bring himself to confront yet had no ability to stop. Horrors of his own blood-stained teeth, gorging on the pink, innocent flesh of the frightened living. He could taste hints of copper squirt into his mouth as he chewed on that warm, tender tissue, and it horrified him that he couldn’t stop himself. He couldn’t contain this new, unwanted ravenous nature that seemed to be controlling every part of him and the worst part, the most appalling part, was that he was beginning to crave that flesh, to hunger for it."

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