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The Chronicles of the Deadly Dead

14-year-old Zack Thornwood's life is turned upside down one day after baseball practice when he spots an 8-fingered man with a hole in his head disappear into the ground. Hole-in-Head Man is quickly followed by Xander Moon, a self-titled 'Hunter of the Dead' who explains that there are tons of dead people walking around pretending not to be dead. They look alive, they act alive, but they are most definitely not alive, and this is most definitely not a good thing. Xander gives Zack the ability to tell the dead from the living through their unique odor (he smells dead people) and the two follow Hole-in-Head Man (whose name is Gus) into an ancient tomb hidden underground in the middle of suburbia. There they beat Gus to the prize contained within--a squishy spleen. The spleen is one of the legendary 14 Pieces that, when assembled, create The Osiris Machine which will bring about the end of the world. Zack tries to go back to his normal life, but when Gus tries to kill him in the middle of a playground, he discovers the Deadly Dead are not through with him just yet. When Zack touched the squishy spleen, the location of the next Piece of the Osiris Machine was more or less downloaded into his brain. Gus and the people he works for, including the mysterious and utterly evil Miss Bubbles, want that information, and they will stop at nothing to get it. The Chronicles of the Deadly Dead is created by David Neilsen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

David Neilsen · Fantasy
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90 Chs

I Get Overdressed in a Big Way

I wanted to argue, but Xander was adamant and there's no point arguing when he gets that way. Ronnie took control of the whole 'our house was attacked by a giant spider-crab' thing and sent Gary to the store for some nutmeg and a six-pack of BlitzBuzz Lemon-Lime Madness. Before climbing into Honeybell, I approached Zoe, who stood in the middle of the lawn, still a bit shell-shocked.

"Hey," I said, smoothly. "You going to be OK?"

She nodded. "The weirdest things happen when I hang out with you," she observed quietly.

Now it was my turn to nod. Sensing an opening, I pressed on. "I'm sorry, by the way. For whatever it was I did back at Santa's Village. I honestly have no memory of that time. You know it wasn't me that did or said whatever it was I did or said. It was the Osiris Machine."

She was silent a moment, her face scrunched as if deep in thought. "I know," she said finally. "Up here, I know." She tapped the side of her head.