Clone Three (The Clone Chronicles 1)

Wakening
“Clone Three.” The old man’s voice is a
softly echoing sound, volume and pitch altering as he speaks, as if
over a great distance. “Pay attention, dear. Final instructions.” Is he
talking to me? He must be. His holographic eyes seem to be meeting mine,
he looks at me with great expectation. And yet as I lie here and begin
to regain sensation and control, I realize I not only have no idea where
I am, what I’m doing here.
I haven’t a clue who I am.
Clone
Three wakes in a decaying city she is sure doesn’t match the one she
came from. If only she could remember. She has a purpose at least--she
must find her fellow clones, and the statue whose image is embedded in
her mind. But she is lost, surrounded by a dead and crumbling
metropolis, fought over by those who have been altered by the illness
that has ravaged humankind, turning survivors into strange and terrible
new forms. She must risk everything, including the safety of those who
try to help her, in order to fulfill her task. But is she this crumbling
world’s salvation… or the source of its downfall?