The Walking Dead Run Amok

Rain fell beneath a gloomy gray sky. Scattered among the raindrops were things invisible to the naked eye. "Still one step too late. Damn **." A man in black stood on a rooftop, his voice hoarse. He watched people flee in panic through the streets of the apocalypse, pursued by zombies that tore into them with frenzied bites. Even with godlike powers, the man in black was helpless now. He could only watch the scene unfold, his tightly clenched fists betraying his unwillingness to accept it...

An ordinary zombie-apocalypse novel. No mutations, no superpowers. A slow-burn zombie story. If you're the type who likes fast-paced stories, please don't read this...