Jon Gilligan is the only living man in a city of the undead.
It's his job to keep the peace, maintain order between the factions of walking corpses and disembodied spirits. The workload is driving him a little insane, leading him to take on the persona of a noir detective.
He narrates his adventures, casting himself as a hero to all those under his watch.
When the local Necromancer conspires behind his back, it's time for him to be a hero for real. Teaming up with a ghost and a woman outside the walls, it's up to the three of them to save London’s Dead City from itself.
I am not a zombie person. The whole premise is just to nihilistic to suit me. Zombies aside, there is more to DEAD CITY than just zombies. It is rather an allegory of our times that takes in the the divisive nature of our society as is often expressed through our politics. Pretty heavy stuff!
The dividing line is not religious, nor is it nationalistic. It is much simpler. The us and them of DEAD CITY are the living and the dead... or living challenged, not all of whom are zombies. You have your everyday spirits, poltergeists, and ghouls to round out the mix.
It would seem that every major city has its own Dead City. The one here is located in London. We are given glimpses of other Dead Cities... New York and Shanghai. There are huge, physical walls that separate the unliving from the living. See what I mean about an allegory for our times? And, there are more than just walls to equate with today's dirty politics.
DEAD CITY could use a once over by a good beta reader to work out a couple of kinks here and there, but overall, it is a quick read and definitely worth a look.
