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

“I think I have a plan to kill two birds with one stone,” I offered.


Dara frowned. “No birds. And good luck tossing a stone these days.”


“Figure of speech,” said I. “In any case, it involves dressing up.”


Dara clapped—well, as best she could. “Goody!”


And now Ricky frowned. “Dressing up? In dresses? All of us?”


Poor guy. It was like Sleeping Beauty being kissed awake by RuPaul. “No, Ricky. Just me.” Again Dara frowned. “Sorry, you can dress up, too. But only I have to actually be seen.”


Ricky raised his hand. “I’ve been lost this entire time.”


I grinned. “Then it’s time to be found, sweeties. Time to be found.”


Chapter 44