They were two desperate scavengers in a no-man's land of radiation and death.

COMPLETE
BOOK-LENGTH NOVEL

THE NIGHT
OF THE
LONG KNIVES

By FRITZ LEIBER

ILLUSTRATED by FINLAY

CHAPTER 1

Any man who saw you, or even heard your footsteps must be ambushed, stalked and killed, whether needed for food or not. Otherwise, so long as his strength held out, he would be on your trail.

—The Twenty-Fifth Hour,
by Herbert Best

I was one hundred miles from Nowhere—and I mean that literally—when I spotted this girl out of the corner of my eye. I'd been keeping an extra lookout because I still expected the other undead bugger left over from the murder party at Nowhere to be stalking me.