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Then she felt something soaking her slacks and realized that the horrid paste
sticking them to her thighs was a spill of Magnusson's blood. She scrambled up
and started for the door. And stopped. Laura had fallen to her knees, sobbing,
Simpkins screamed. The chubby man bounced off the wall and started walking
dreamily toward Jocundra, his hands outstretched, a befuddled look on his face.
Blood was trickling onto his ear. He heard Donnell behind him, turned, then —
Dark blood brimmed between her lips. He stepped back quickly and closed the
door. He went to the carpeted depression at the center of the room, knelt beside
the control panel and began flicking the switches two and three at a time.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dukedom_enough - www.librarything.com
We've been taught in recent years to think of mindless brain-eaters when we hear the word "zombies". In 1984, Shepard's first novel inverted the stereotype. A secret medical project, hidden in the ... Read full review
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I just don't like zombies, sorry...Not a bad book, sort of reminded me of Shelley's _Frankenstein_. Read full review