A Vampire in Zombieland. You wouldn’t like Coburn. People don’t, generally; he’s not a great man. And that is alright, because he doesn’t like people much either. Folks are food. The thing is, Coburn’s a vampire, and continues to be for close on a hundred years. Five years back, Coburn went to rest – wasn’t specifically prepared – and he’s just woken up to find most everybody in the world dead. And not cool, interesting lifeless like him; oh, no. Coburn looks basically individual, and this business… really do not. He likes bloodstream, about THE ENTIRE Double Dead and they like flesh. He’s intelligent; them, not so much. But they outnumber him by in regards to a million to 1, and their clotted blood cannot maintain him. Right now he’s starving, and away from home, and even more pissed-off than a beestung rattlesnake. The vampire has to find blood, soon, and – enjoy it or not really – he’s gonna need to monitor the frail flesh-bags he finds it in. Period for the wolf to turn shepherd. No, Coburn doesn’t like people. But he’s gonna need to learn to. The Complete Double Dead gathers Chuck Wendig’s initial novel and the follow-up novella, Bad Blood. Follow Coburn as he operates a gauntlet of supermarket cannibals, juggalos, super-zombies, and a ketamine-trip cult of zombie-worshipping New Age weirdos. It’s a street that’ll consider him right back to himself, and onto the path of his very own vampiric sire. And on the way, he’ll become something completely new.