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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother. When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me? You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. ------ Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story! I hope you enjoy! Other Novels: Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Find me on Discord: devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289)

Devilbesideyou666 · Sci-fi
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The Catalyst For It All

The sun was beginning to set when I could hear a commotion coming from the gates of the women's area.

The new fighters must have brought a woman with them. I really wish they would stop doing that.

They had such an inflated ego that they thought they could protect their women from anything, but I have yet to be able to see that.

Not even Rip could protect me from everything, and he was a frigging scary bastard that most didn't mess with. And by most, I mean no one messed with Rip.

And yet… here I was… in a cage not even big enough for a Bernese Mountain Dog.

I chuckled and rested my cheek against the bars on the ground, letting the words of Unknown Female #192 wash over me.

I hoped—No, hoping was just a different way of getting crushed. No point in hoping anymore.

The commotion was still far enough away that I couldn't hear any words, but what I could hear was Alpha's distinctive voice.