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Three unlikely heroes must save Britain . . . from a rampaging horde of ZOMBIE COWSForget the cud. They want blood. It began with a cow that just wouldn't die. It would become an epidemic that transformed Britain's livestock into sneezing, slavering, flesh-craving four-legged zombies. And if that wasn't bad enough, the fate of the nation seems to rest on the shoulders of three unlikely heroes: an abattoir worker whose love life is non-existent thanks to the stench of death that clings to him, a teenage vegan with eczema and a weird crush on his maths teacher, and an inept journalist who wouldn't recognize a scoop if she tripped over one. As the nation descends into chaos, can they pool their resources, unlock a cure, and save the world? Three losers.Overwhelming odds.One outcome . . . Yup, we're screwed.
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Apocalypse Cow, Michael Logan
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 2013
- Reliure
- (souple)
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- Titre
- Apocalypse Cow
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Michael Logan
- Éditeur
- Corgi
- Publié
- 2013
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 384
- ISBN10
- 0552166693
- ISBN13
- 9780552166690
- Séries
- Apocalypse Vache
- Évaluation
- 3,5 sur 5
- Description
- Three unlikely heroes must save Britain . . . from a rampaging horde of ZOMBIE COWSForget the cud. They want blood. It began with a cow that just wouldn't die. It would become an epidemic that transformed Britain's livestock into sneezing, slavering, flesh-craving four-legged zombies. And if that wasn't bad enough, the fate of the nation seems to rest on the shoulders of three unlikely heroes: an abattoir worker whose love life is non-existent thanks to the stench of death that clings to him, a teenage vegan with eczema and a weird crush on his maths teacher, and an inept journalist who wouldn't recognize a scoop if she tripped over one. As the nation descends into chaos, can they pool their resources, unlock a cure, and save the world? Three losers.Overwhelming odds.One outcome . . . Yup, we're screwed.