Three hundred years into the apocalypse, centuries-old zombie queen Creature Comfort and the love of her afterlife Dara Licked leave their salt factory in Utah and find themselves beneath a gussied-up Lady Liberty, surrounded by a race of fabulous drag queens. Humanity (what's left of it) is in dire trouble, attacked by unseen menacing forces, and only Creature can possibly save the day!<br><br>Thus starts this hilarious tale of mystery and heart-pounding adventure, of friends old and new, of what it means to be alive and, most importantly, in love.

Creature Comfort

“Until now,” said Ginger, standing by my side.


“And,” added Dara, “until now, zombies didn’t attack the humans, didn’t destroy their supplies, so, ten to one, the two ‘until nows’ are somehow related.”


I frowned and started moving back the way we’d come. Because, if there was one thing I knew all too well, where there was one zombie, there were more. Lots and lots more. “Hurry,” I said. “Before the backups arrive.”


The others nodded, VaVa suddenly at my other side. “So, do we keep going then, take the ferry and look for the ones that attacked the island, as planned?”


I paused, if only for a moment. “Not a good idea, I’d think. Not with only three guns and no extra ammo, at least.” Plus, whomever this enemy of ours was, we now knew they were well-organized, perhaps even watching our every move.


VaVa nodded. “And no extra nails either.” Again she looked down at her hand. “And I just had them done.”


So much for that more butch thing she promised.


Chapter 19