Volume 3 of the Dead Road series!
It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation. When the world takes a drastic, Apocalyptic turn, the trip turns out to be the complete opposite...
Alex, Eli, Roger and Amy go back into Stockton to try and find supplies, ignoring Amy's warning that the town was overrun with evil, both human and Undead.
The group has no idea of the danger that lies in store for them as they head into the small town - Will they be able to gather the supplies they so desperately need?
Or will they discover that the biggest problem wasn't the Undead outbreak...but other survivors.
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Praise for The Dead Road:
"Really liked all the books in this collection, they kept me on the edge of my seat. I would definitely recommend this to anyone that enjoys this type of book."
"Starts out fast and furious with backseat mayhem reminiscent of Pulp Fiction and ends with a road trip to destiny...or the next town over, called Maybridge. Four city slickers go camping/hunting for a week in the woods and discover that the world around them has become zombified. This is the story of their escape from the woods. Nicely done."
Praise for The Dead Road:
"Really liked all the books in this collection, they kept me on the edge of my seat. I would definitely recommend this to anyone that enjoys this type of book."
"Starts out fast and furious with backseat mayhem reminiscent of Pulp Fiction and ends with a road trip to destiny...or the next town over, called Maybridge. Four city slickers go camping/hunting for a week in the woods and discover that the world around them has become zombified. This is the story of their escape from the woods. Nicely done."
The mountain air felt good on our faces, driving in the setting July sun, the road shadowed by the canopy of trees on both sides. They grew in the steep hillsides, some looking like they clung to nothing but bare rock, their roots embedded into the mountain itself. These trees, nestled in rocky groves between vast stretches of rich hillside soil, they were the underdogs, and yet they endured beyond all hope.
That was us. So far we survived beyond all hope. In a world full of walking corpses and the hungry dead, we were still going.
We were in Amy's brother Parker's Jeep. Parker had committed suicide in the face of the ruination of the world around him. He and his college buddies, thinking Amy was dead, watching two dozen corpses circle their house like flightless vultures, broke under the pressure. They went to the bathroom, grabbed a bunch of prescription pills, and took them all with a liter of Jack Daniels. They got to sit silently while their hearts and brains shut down. No desperate sprint through an infested parking lot, not worrying about where their next meal was coming from, or if they would stumble and get eaten by the people they used to think of as their neighbors.
We took the Jeep because Eli's car was falling apart. The windshield was broken, one of the headlights had caved in, and it was pulling to the left randomly. Using the car as a weapon was a good idea at the time, but hitting twenty bodies, even dead ones, played hell with the integrity of the vehicle. Roger found the keys to the Jeep in Parker's pocket. Amy was unwilling to search the body of her dead brother.
"We should have buried them." Amy's voice broke the silence.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Rafael Antonio Belokurows
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