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Earth's Survivors Book One

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  • Sales Rank:230,804
  • Format:Kindle eBook
  • Language:English (Published)
  • Media:Kindle Edition
  • Edition:#1
  • Pages:344
  • Publication Date:October 19, 2012
  • ASIN:B00B6M22HA


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The Earth's Survivors trilogy takes an apocalyptic look at a world in ruins. The governments are gone. The police, the military. The United States is no more. The dead are rising. Becoming smarter, learning from their mistakes.

Our Group of survivors take a stand in a small northern New York City. Those that make it eventually find their way out of the city looking for a place to start over again. A place where they can began to put their lives in order once more. Rising From The Ashes is the first book in the trilogy.

Candace ~ March 3rd
I lost this yesterday; my little notebook. I left it by the window so I could see to write, but I swear it wasn't there when I went to get it; then I found it again later on by the window right where I left it. Maybe I'm losing it.
There are no Police, no Firemen, phones, electric. The real world is falling apart. Two days and nothing that I thought I knew is still here. Do you see? The whole world has changed.
I got my guitar out and played it today. I played for almost three hours. I played my stuff. I played some blues. Usually blues will bring me out of blues, but it didn't work. It sounded so loud, so out of place, so... I don't know. I just stopped and put it away.
Candace ~ March 4th
I'm going out. I have to see. If I don't come back. Well... What good is writing this?
Candace ~ March 5th
The whole city has fallen apart. I spent most of yesterday trying to see how bad this is. I finally realized it's bad beyond my being able to fix it. It's bad as in there is no authority. It's bad as in there is no Jimmy V. I hear gunshots at night, all night. And screams. There are still tremors. If I had to guess, I would say it's the end of the civilized world. Unless things are better somewhere else. I have to believe that. Power, structure, it's all gone. I mean it's really all gone. This city is torn up. There are huge areas that are ruined. Gulleys, ravines, missing streets, damaged bridges. The damage costs have to be in the billions... And that's just here. There's me and my little notebook I'm writing in, and my nine millimeter. I've got nothing else for company right now.
I've got water, some peanuts and crackers. How long can this go on? What then?
Candace ~ March 6th
I've decided to leave. I can't stay here. There was a tremor last night, and not one of the really bad ones, but even so I was sure the house would come down on me. It didn't. Maybe though, that is a sign, I told myself. And scared or not, I have to go. I have to. I can't stay here. Maybe tomorrow.

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