I had random.org select a page and it selected 178.
He walked out into the night. How long had he been on the floor? The sky had the whitish tint of dawn. It was hot out there, but maybe the house was hotter. Had he seen them? Those people in the street? The memory had sunk beneath the clarity of his vision like a coin to the bottom of a pool.
A fantastic, laugh out loud read, with monsters, zombies, “damsel in distress” and much much more, which I am sure young and old will love!
I cough into my hand and say, “Hey, Quint. Is it true, what was on the news those first few days? That the monsters and zombies came to the East Coast first? So everyone went west, and out there the army was, like, prepared to stop them?”
