When the dead rose, they rose with a disturbing eating disorder and a weakness for peer pressure that the inhabitants of Earth were completely unprepared for. The Apocalypse just got a whole lot weirder and thank God for it. Breaking the mold of one-dimensional zombie novels, K.R. Helms blends elements of horror, science fiction, dark humor and conspiracy theories in this satirical look at post-apocalyptic survival- all the while satisfying the die-hard purists that live for blood and brutality. We all taste like chicken when the taste buds have rotted from the tongue. We are all...
When the dead rose, they rose with a disturbing eating disorder and a weakness for peer pressure that the inhabitants of Earth were completely unprepa...