Breathing through Blood.

Bloodshed. Something no one should ever witness. Its always outlined with the color red. Or the color of black. But black meant death. And in this world, there was no death. There was only the undead and their prey.
Ember Rayne Blackwood was a scared little teenager, always associated with the color red. But now so was the world she lived in. The picture of the Earth was painted with blood. And Ember was the one who now held the brush of fate in an apocalyptic universe. She was ready to die painting over the undead. Join her in the apocalypse. Join her in the fight for her life.