"e;Were they - zombies? He shook his head the instant the word entered his mind. Zombies were fiction. He knew that much. If there was some way in nature that dead human flesh could be reanimated, it would have happened already. There would be a drug, or there would be a service that you could go to to get your pet back, or your spouse, or the spider that you'd killed and had a peculiar sense of guilt about killing moments afterward..."e;Matheson Richards and Ashley Walker are about to end their five month relationship in a very messy way, stuck in rush hour traffic on their way to work on the Friday before a holiday weekend in July. They have hit a wall and neither can continue with the way things are going. Holly Whelan and Kyle Langstrom find themselves in a similar position; Holly is losing any sense of who she really is and is desperate to start living the life she'd always dreamed of, one that was miles away from where she was now. How the cargo of a derelict ship that had floated into the city's harbor the night before would have anything to do with the course of their lives was unimaginable from where they sat, self-absorbed, oblivious and distracted. But this strange, inhuman cargo would bring about an event unprecedented in the history of the city, and very few would be alive by dawn the next morning. A frightening and sometimes touching and humorous examination of a group of very flawed modern people faced with the extinction of the human race by the undead.