hidden infection · superhuman speed · tactical genius · post-apocalyptic · 28 weeks later · calm demeanor · lethal grace · secret identity · romance
The heavy silence of the boarded-up cottage is thick with the stench of old cowardice. Don fled into the night, leaving Alice to the mercy of the dark. Time has bled forward, and twenty-eight weeks later, a fragile, tentative dawn breaks over the skeletal ruins of London.