Having won the war on zombies, a former customer service rep searches for meaning, a quest that leads him to...more zombies.
The zombie apocalypse has come and gone, and Rip and a few straggler friends have come out alive. But what’s next when you know you can survive the end of the world? Rip finds himself back at his customer service job, writing bullshit excuses for why people’s Pringles are too crumbled, and the meaningless of it all, after he’s faced life-and-death questions, is overwhelming. He aches to put Santana, his machete and closest companion, back into action. Alternating chapters tell the story of “Back Then” and Rip’s triumph in the four-month zombie war, his ragtag mini-army camping in the safety of a water park and finding purpose by trading stories of zombie kills. When Rip runs into formerly powerful and captivating warrior woman Davia in straitlaced business attire, he starts to wonder if the past wasn’t somehow better. He hatches a plan with veteran pilot Duck Duck to restore meaning to life by releasing zombies into the world again. Rip’s best friend, Rodney, is skeptical, not just because he knows that as the Black guy, he’s likely to die first, but because, man, it’s zombies. Plus, Duck Duck seems a little off, and not just because he’s a guy with a plan to loose zombies on humanity. But Rip can’t resist the draw of his heroic self and a zombie war of his own making. What could go wrong?
Unintentionally prescient, a tale of losing and finding oneself at the end of the world.