A Savage Summer. The Southern Dead, #3

The last thing I told the scientists was, "I'm ready."This was before the injection. Before the fever sweats. Before the lucid dreams that felt too true to be real. By the time they end, I feel breathless and down on my luck. But progress, they say, must always come first. When an exposure test reveals that I am immune to the zombies' aggressions, it quickly becomes apparent that I may be more important in the fight to reclaim my world than ever.
With the eyes of the world upon me, I realize what I must do. I must journey beyond these walls, and fight to reclaim everything that was taken from me.  Even if I die trying.