“Her voice was small and distant, like she’d already left the room.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share Image
“I don’t know how these things died without benefit of a bullet to the brain pan. They seemed to exist in an eternal twilight… — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“Creating characters is easy. It’s getting them to behave that’s the problem.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“The sound of him drinking was indescribable—like dirty runoff down a storm drain.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“When I lifted up the skin, a fat kidney worm dripping with gore raised its bald, blind head and glared at me.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“Even now I can’t describe the fear that contaminated my blood like black ink.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“I knew then I was going to die in the street without ever seeing Holly again. All because I tried to help an old… — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“Did you ever think it won’t be the undead who kill us, but ordinary people?” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
“I wanted to see the bullet coming, wanted to know the exact moment of my death.” — Steven Ramirez Copy Share
