Ergebnis für "Andrew Roberts" in Dystopien

Howard Bell thought he hit rock bottom the day he returned to his former employer with a loaded gun. Instead of putting a scare into his ex-boss as he intended, things quickly get out of hand, and he kills five people. Howard is sentenced to life at an experimental prison camp off the coast of Antarctica, and he soon learns the true definition of "rock bottom." Prison life at the remote island involves back-breaking work in the illegal mine run by the corrupt warden and his abusive guards.

Malcolm Carter and Ryan Boone, two New York City friends whose lives have been dominated by the financial markets, are about to exchange their charts and reports for guns and survival supplies - but not because they want to. When China and Japan decide it's time to dump US Treasury bonds, an economic nightmare plays out in America. The Federal Reserve watches helplessly as the dollar is decimated, and the resulting food shortage spreads lawlessness across the land like a virus.

Carefully, I removed the thick syringe from its satchel. The liquid inside was almost colorless. Without hesitation, I pressed the needle against my abdomen, letting it puncture the flesh, another point in a neat field of tiny dots. I couldn’t really feel the methanal coursing through my body, but I knew the dead muscles were soaking it up, revitalizing, shaking a stubborn, scornful fist at death.

In the year 2021, a religious civil war rocks the world, destroying civilisation and pitting Muslims against Christians. Fear rules as looters and rapists control the streets, and people are killed for nothing more than the colour of their skin. Brought together by the cruellest of fates, two schoolmates, Mark and Ben - one Christian, one Muslim - band together in a desperate quest for survival. Not knowing whom to trust or what the future holds for them or humankind, they try to stay alive while caring for Ben's little sister, until a chance encounter changes everything.

We know that we pose a threat to humanity. But so does every person with a common cold stepping into a metro on their way to work in the morning. We don’t ask to be hailed as heroes, or the next evolutionary step in human life, because we sure aren’t that. We just ask for the same fair treatment any patient gets, no matter what their disease might be. The humans call us zombies. We call ourselves humanz.