In 1959 on a small island in the Pacific it was the genesis of the end of the world as we knew it. Half a century later in a small Midwestern town the dead began to walk once more. Something terrible went wrong again. This time it could not be stopped. The horror would be unleashed to a blind world full of sheeps ready for the slaughter. They could not be reasoned with. No one could kill what was already dead. They were only interested in finding and devouring you. Then when your cold body was devoid of blood they would feast upon the tender meat on your bones. There was no hell but what the earth itself contained fueled by mankind's sins against nature herself. There was no hope in a world of the living dead.
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Darrin Brent Patterson (1974-) was born in Newark, Ohio. He grew up nearby and attended Utica High School in Utica, Ohio. His first book, Masquerade, was written just outside of high school. Many of his stories and novels take place in fictional versions of towns within Ohio. Besides writing, he has also written and directed two independent horror films.
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Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. In 1959 on a small island in the Pacific it was the genesis of the end of the world as we knew it. Half a century later in a small Midwestern town the dead began to walk once more. Something terrible went wrong again. This time it could not be stopped. The horror would be unleashed to a blind world full of sheeps ready for the slaughter. They could not be reasoned with. No one could kill what was already dead. They were only interested in finding and devouring you. Then when your cold body was devoid of blood they would feast upon the tender meat on your bones. There was no hell but what the earth itself contained fueled by mankind's sins against nature herself. There was no hope in a world of the living dead. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Nº de ref. del artículo: 9781514202562
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