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Tauchen Sie ein in eine von der Apokalypse geplagte Welt, in der der letzte Vampir der Erde einem unerwarteten Kampf gegenübersteht. Anstatt zu jagen, muss er seine menschliche Nahrungsquelle vor fleischhungrigen Untoten-Horden schützen. Diese Serie verbindet Horror, Action und dunklen Humor und stellt die Natur des Überlebens und der Moral in Frage, wenn sich die Grenzen zwischen Jäger und Beschützer verschwimmen.

Double Dead
The Complete Double Dead

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    Double Dead

    • 320 Seiten
    • 12 Lesestunden
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    In the Zombie apocalypse the last vampire on Earth has a hell of time keeping his food alive... A Vampire In Zombieland Coburn's been dead now for close to a century, but seeing as how he's a vampire and all, it doesn't much bother him. Or at least it didn't, not until he awoke from a forced five-year slumber to discover that most of human civilization was now dead – but not dead like him, oh no. See, Coburn likes blood. The rest of the walking dead, they like flesh. He's smart. Them, not so much. But they outnumber him by about a million to one. And the clotted blood of the walking dead cannot sustain him. Now he's starving. And on the run. And more pissed-off than a beestung rattlesnake. The vampire not only has to find human survivors (with their sweet, sweet blood), but now he has to transition from predator to protector – after all, a man has to look after his food supply.

    Double Dead

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    You wouldn't like Coburn. People don't, as a rule; he's not a nice man. And that's okay, because he doesn't like people much either. People are food. You see, Coburn's a vampire, and has been for close on a century. Five years ago, Coburn went to sleep - wasn't exactly planned - and he's just woken up to find almost everybody in the world dead. And not cool, interesting dead like him; oh, no. Coburn looks basically human, and these guys really don't. He likes blood, and they like flesh. He's smart; them, not so much. But they outnumber him by about a million to one, and their clotted blood cannot sustain him. Now he's starving, on the run, and more pissed-off than a beestung rattlesnake.

    The Complete Double Dead