Dead Rising — Anthony Giangregorio

Crawling from the wet soil, the recently deceased rise to walk the earth once more. They are mindless, only a hunger for human flesh driving them onward. Their faces are distorted, eyes glazed, mouths slack, and hands curled into claws. The dead will never tire and will continue to roam until every man, woman and child on the planet is consumed. The question isn't if you will survive, but only for how long. For the walking dead will never stop until they have found and torn your still beating heart from your chest, feeding on your insides as you scream in agony. Welcome to the fourth volume of the Book of the Dead, where only slow, shambling zombies abound. Pray you're still alive to read the entire book before the living dead find you.