I Am N37b
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Okay my story and name are tied up with what is now officially known as the EVENT or as I like to call it when everyone started eating everyone else. Well I'd like to say I'm one of the 200 odd people that survived the event, sorry the EVENT (should I also capitalize the the? just wondering.) I'd like to say that... But at the moment I'm sitting in a 10' by 10' white plastic box with no door, no clothes, just this computer in front of me. Standing behind me is some sort of 18 year old gung-ho soldier boy who probably has orders to shoot me if I do any of the following, try to talk, break the computer, not sit here writing this report and from the loud click and cold prod, don’t scratch my ass either. Damn these guys are all about the fun. So if I'm going to be shot anyway why bother? That’s where things get a little interesting; you see we are all writing these reports. By we, I mean the other THE EVENT (Hey you know I think it does look better with the ‘the’ capitalized.) survivors. The top 40 report writers will be allowed to live in a containment facility to help science understand the biozoms. (Duh, why not just call them zombies and be done with it.) Personally I think they are lying. That’s not unusual though, I always think people are lying, but in my defence, that’s usually because they are. They don’t actually tell us what will happen to the other hundred and 60 survivors but it’s safe to assume it will only cost fifty cents times 160 and a lot of loud noise. In case you didn’t get it, they will take us outside Line us up against a wall and shoot us, probably. It’s what I would do. Just by the way I want to say this is not a love story. There isn't going to be some girl that I bravely rescue from certain death from a horde of slathering zombies and we fall madly in love and suddenly realize that THE EVENT happened just so we could meet each other and be together.
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N37b is a survivor—one of roughly two hundred people in New Zealand who survives the Event, in which the undead rise as zombies and slaughter their way across the world. An oddity in this postapocalyptic landscape, N37b is a loner by preference. A highly intelligent, unfit, and unmotivated sociopath, he makes his way on his own based in a small New Zealand town called Napier. When he meets Tammy, he plans to use her as distraction for the zombies and then leave her behind. Despite his intentions, however, he soon finds that he begins to like her … and perhaps even more than that. N37b has always believed that people will betray him if it is in their interest to do so; after all, that’s what he would do. Can he trust Tammy—and himself— enough to give love a chance? Can a sociopath find love in the midst of the zombie apocalypse? This post-apocalyptic science fiction novel tells the story of a sociopathic survivor, the woman he unexpectedly falls for, and their search for the truth of what destroyed their civilization.
About the Author
Marcus Wolfe holds a degree in human resource management from Massey University as well as an advanced open-water diving instructors’ ticket. He works at a service station in Napier, New Zealand.