There’s a zombie in front of me. A techno-zombie, to be precise. White flesh and sunken eyes, drool at the corner of its ragged mouth.
There’s a zombie in front of me. A techno-zombie, to be precise. White flesh and sunken eyes, drool at the corner of its ragged mouth.
“How’d you do it?” I ask. “It was pretty easy, but I don’t feel like wasting my time explaining it all to you. You won’t
My consciousness returns… I wake up with a pounding headache, in the back of a moving van. Everything comes flashing back to me, just as