With Halloween right around the corner who doesn’t want an awesome ,keep the bedroom lights on read! So as usaul I did my research and came upon a couple cool ones to check out. like…
This prison doctor injects this inmate(serial killer) with a formula designed to keep his consciousnesses awake while his body rots . But all the drugs have unforeseen the side affects!!! Plus way before he is buried ,he awakes ..hungry and contagious!
It comes from the shadowy woods across the river, where the ruins of Savoyard still stand. Where a longstanding debt of blood has never been forgotten.
A debt that has been waiting patiently for Frank Nichols’s homecoming..
In a nutshell: Zone One is a story of three days in the life of one Mark Spitz and his squad of three “sweepers” moving through the eponymous Zone One of lower Manhattan, a walled-off enclave scheduled for resettlement in the aftermath of a zombie plague. The great masses of the undead, known as “skels” for their skeleton-like appearance, have been violently dispatched by a Marine detachment. It falls to Spitz and his fellows to take care of the handful that remain, as well as a second-tier of the infected known as “stragglers”: zombies who have bypassed the cannibalistic urges of their more lethal fellows in favor of a hollow-eyed, eerily nostalgic repetition of some mundane act. Surfing a vanished web. Switching the channels of a dead remote. Filling helium balloons in a ransacked party supply store. Running a photocopy machine, presumably for all eternity.
These trapped souls, like much in Whitehead’s novel, evoke a pure pathos. But Whitehead’s tale is as much a chronicle of the living as the dead. Survivorship is his true subject, and with its lower-Manhattan setting, Zone One’s suggestive nod to a post-9/11 New York is no accident. Part of the novel’s power flows from the reader’s uncomfortable sense that Whitehead’s apocalypse, for all its strangeness, also feels strangely familiar.
But what truly sets Zone One apart from the literary and filmic zombie hordes is the sheer quality of the writing. Whitehead’s language zings and soars. The zombie genre is an intrinsically playful blend of horror and slapstick, but Whitehead takes this maxim to vertiginous new heights, producing a shockingly full-throttle immediacy in the process. The distance between the real world of the reader and the imagined world of Whitehead’s skel-infested New York, in all its aching pity and graveyard comedy, collapses to nothing. In these pages, the world of the undead is brought vibrantly to life. Friends, you are there
This boy named Lamar catches the late bus after practice. After his beloved bus driver pass’s away. This boy began to see strange things in the woods ,something like demons plotting on the bus. Soon enough he learns there after the new driver, the freaky new driver! Can Lamar protect his fellow bus mates or what???
Ashley Ray Harris
Pranks make Jordan nervous!!But when this group of popular kids ask her to join them on a serious PRANK ..how can she refuse?! Something goes wrong ,Is the spirit of a prank 20 years ago to blame?