PREVIEW
... a small supermarket at the street corner, where the remaining survivors were all hiding behind the shelves. A trail of blood was on the floor, dragging all the way to the beverage cooler in the store.
Diana was leaning against the cooler, her abdomen and chest wrapped in bandages that had been stained red with blood. Her face was pale, her lips bloodless, frowning from the throbbing pain of her wounds.
Two anxious children crouched beside her, tightly holding her right hand.
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