Becca

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Becca

On your right. YOUR RIGHT.

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Kris
Kris
10 years ago

Don’t worry – Becca isn’t real either. She’s dissolving.

L.
L.
10 years ago

At first glance I thought Becca was holding a Zombie Barbie doll.

john e. . .
10 years ago
Reply to  L.

^this

Bruce
Bruce
10 years ago

Glow-in-the-dark Becca. No wonder she’s having trouble losing the zombies.

Sirona
10 years ago

Those are zombies? Bwhahahahahaha! They look like clowns or cartoon balloon heads on doll bodies.

How many covers has the blonde’s face/head appeared on? She must be in a bunch of stock photos all over the ‘net and keeps getting chosen (must be cheap images). And too much of anything…oy.

gp
gp
10 years ago

If this is a zombie apocalypse novel, maybe, just maybe, the zombies should stand out in the thumbnail and look scary..

Cathy Adams
10 years ago

What causes that weird fuzzy effect around Becca’s hands? And are those supposed to be zombies behind her? Or are those her Alzheimer’s affected old aunts reminding her that the family reunion is about to start and she should hurry or she won’t get any potato salad?

Waffles
Waffles
10 years ago
Reply to  Cathy Adams

The potato salad scenario there sounds like a more interesting novel than another about zombies honestly.

Sirona
10 years ago
Reply to  Cathy Adams

I think Becca has that gun because she knows the potato salad is spoiled from sitting in the sun and she’s trying to stop the aunties from eating it because they’ll turn into zombies if they do.

Oops. Too late.

(Notes for film-pitch concept: Scientists discover cure for dementia: zombification. Families conflicted over wish to hear those great stories about walking to school up hill both ways again or getting their brains eaten by Uncle Al at Thanksgiving dinner.)

Wendy Christopher
10 years ago

I want to know what Deranged Leaning Granny is pointing at in the bushes. Whatever it is, she thinks Becca should be shooting THAT, I think.