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Stay and hide. Run and fight. Either way you risk it all.In the scant few weeks since an explosion decimated New York City, sixteen-year-old Jesse has lived through the unimaginable. Only two types of people are left: Chasers, infected with a virus that turns them into bloodthirsty killing machines...and those they hunt. Jesse isn't waiting to be a victim. There's a collective of survivors in the city. Once he's located them, they can find some way out of Manhattan and Jesse can get help for those he's guiltily leaving behind. But first, there are the obstacles. Crazed Chasers. Dangerous power struggles. And so-called allies hiding the terrifying truth...

At the end of the world, it's hard to trust anyone--even yourself.Jesse and a ragged band of survivors crawl through the wreckage of New York City. They escaped the Chasers--for now. But the infected zombie freaks are getting bolder, stronger. So when they begin to see signs of human life, they can't believe their luck. Now they're the chasers, looking for someone to tell them the worst vacation ever is over. Of course, luck can be good and bad. And the enemy could be closer than your reflection in the mirror...

The trip of a lifetime just turned into the end of the world.When Jesse crawls out of the wreckage of a subway car and emerges into daylight, he's greeted by a living nightmare. An unexplained force has destroyed New York City, turning skyscrapers into ash, cutting off all power and communication. Jesse and his new friends, Dave, Anna and Mini are dazed but unhurt. The other survivors are not so lucky. Every human being they encounter is infected, gripped by an unquenchable thirst that drives them to monstrous acts of violence. Somehow, Jesse has to escape. But first, he has to stay alive.From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. --from'Alone'by Edgar Allan Poe