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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
90 Chs

Chapter 35: I Get All Misty-Eyed

We gathered up our packs (with me being charged with chasing down the one Cassandra’d tossed away for no apparent reason) and started our trek. Since the first thing we had to do was get across the river, Cassandra had parked us at one of the only places for miles where it was fordable. I held my pack over my head and waded into the swiftly-flowing torrent. The icy water stung my legs through my jeans, but we made it across without incident and the sun was out in a cloudless sky to dry us off in no time. My initial directions centered on a mountain pass a few miles away and a few thousand feet up. Where we went after that was anybody’s guess - all I had were a set of generic instructions like ‘scale cliff’ and ‘cross ridge’ and ‘walk behind waterfall (I was really looking forward to that one).’