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Dawn of the Dead [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Romero, George A.
  • Author:  Romero, George A.
  • ISBN-10:  147679183X
  • ISBN-10:  147679183X
  • ISBN-13:  9781476791838
  • ISBN-13:  9781476791838
  • Publisher:  Gallery Books
  • Publisher:  Gallery Books
  • Pages:  320
  • Pages:  320
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2015
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2015
  • SKU:  147679183X-11-MING
  • SKU:  147679183X-11-MING
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The novel of the classic horror film, with an introduction by Simon Pegg!

WHEN THERE IS NO MORE ROOM IN HELL, THE DEAD WILL WALK THE EARTH

George A. Romero terrified a generation with his iconic horror film and with this cult-classic novel. Immerse yourself in this unparalleled vision from the revered master of the zombie apocalypse…and be terrified all over again.

Zombies have overpowered the living and ravaged the world. Society has collapsed as humans race to save themselves. No one knows how far the creatures have spread, or how to stop them. In downtown Philadelphia, four people escape the chaos and find shelter in a vacated shopping mall. But as their greed spirals and the undead close in, their haven for waiting out the end of the world becomes the last battleground for survival. And there is nowhere left to hide…

Dawn of the Deadis one of the best horror movies ever made.” —Roger EbertDawn of the Dead

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Sleep did not come easily to Francine Parker. It was a struggle every night to block out the events of the day and the memories of the past that kept up their pounding conflict within her head. Now, as she slept, the expression of anguish on her face belied any sweet dreams.

At twenty-three, she was slender, and very attractive. After her divorce, she had traded in her glasses for contacts, her brown hair for silver blonde, and her extra twenty-five pounds of pasta, chocolate cake and domesticity for a knockout figure.

It was a comic dream she was having now, really. If she were awake, she would have laughed at its inherent symbolism—she was tied to the kitchen sink, her arms elbow deep in soap suds, and her ex-husband Charlie was kissing her neck.

Finally, the buzzing sounds of voices, electronic hums and general bustle of a frantic television studio in the throes olS4

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