Third Floor, Apartment 305.
Down the hall, second bedroom.
Her name is Sheila.
No one is left. City streets are abandoned and only the monsters walk free, ravenous and searching for human flesh. Wendell Jenkins walks alone, an ordinary man driven by a dark mission, one he knows will likely end his life.
But the last request of a dead woman concerned for the welfare of her child leads him to a wrecked slum with a dead man in the living room and a live baby in a crib. Wendell will have to use all of his wits to keep her alive. Because the dead are hungry, and they will not rest until they have her.
Can man and baby survive their wild ride through this zombie apocalypse?
The gore and fight scenes were entertaining with a new rule being put to the zombie virus. Zombies have one good jump in them. Otherwise, they're somewhat sloth-like. However, because they're slow doesn't meant they won't overwhelm their victims in their sheer numbers.
I can honestly say that I don't know of any zombie apocalypse novels where people went out of their way to save a baby. Shelia is not even a year and alone when her mother, who'd been bitten, flung herself out the apartment window clutching a note that read: "Her name is Shelia." It was an intense bunch of scenes for me and I'm not a mother.
Wendell is one of the loneliest characters I've come across in the beginning. He battles with internal cowardice when he comes across a new quest, a reason to keep moving, which is saving Shelia.
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