Post-Apocalyptic Joe in a Cinematic Wasteland - Episode 3: Post-Apocalyptic Joe in a Cinematic Wasteland, #3

By Joe Gillis

"Every chapter gets better and better. Can't wait to read more. Have no idea where this is going and loving it." - Ryan McKinney, Writer and Director, The Invited

 

In the aftermath of a devastating nuclear disaster, Joe is left to fend for himself in his underground missile complex. But just when he thought he was all alone, he discovers another survivor. Will this new addition to his world be friend or foe?

 

As danger lurks around every corner, Joe must rely on his wits and inner strength to rise from an ordinary survivor to an unlikely hero. Brace yourselves for an exhilarating ride as The Rise of Post-Apocalyptic Joe brings a fresh set of twists and turns that will leave you on the edge of your seat. Join Joe as he begins his journey to rise from ordinary survivor to unlikely hero as he battles against impossible odds to stay alive. This thrilling story is not one to be missed.

 

Who knew the end of the world could be this much fun?

 

Check out what readers are saying about the first book:

• "Something a little different to the more serious end of the world stories which I read normally …it had me smiling regularly though out the book! It was a good distraction!"
• "The plot is interesting. I enjoyed the dialog as well. AI and the Apocalypse go together well. I'll definitely keep reading."
• "Engaging series of stories, written like a tv series. Unexpected twists in the book. I appreciate all of the pop culture references."

 

Hold on to your popcorn because the adventure is just getting started in Episode 3! This thrilling post-apocalyptic series spans 6 books, all leading up to an explosive finale. Trust us, you won't want to miss it!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Joe Gillis
• Release date: Apr 5, 2024
• ISBN: 9781963072082

Book preview

CHAPTER 15

When the world as we know it came to an abrupt end, the typical things that might scare someone wasn’t what scared me. Nope, the scariest things weren’t whether or not I’d live or die, it was the possibility of spending the rest of my life alone. I had just discovered that I was not alone, and I was freaking out because I was darn sure everyone had made it out of here. But I was wrong. Possibly dead wrong. And that made me panic. So I began searching around the room, trying to spot whoever was talking to me.

Who was that? I implored.

It will be okay, buddy, The mysterious voice said in a soothing way. I’m here for you.

I looked around frantically. There was no one there.

Are you invisible?

What do you mean? The mysterious voice questioned before telling me what he thought was the obvious answer. That’s impossible. You know that.

Huh?

Really, Joe? Dude, don’t play me like that.

I couldn’t see anyone as I asserted to myself, That blow to my head must have been worse than I thought.

Yeah, it was pretty bad. What were you thinking, staying up there with a nuclear bomb dropping nearby?

Where are you?

Dude, I’m down here, he declared.

I glanced down at the couch. The only thing here is my tennis ball.

Come on, man, don’t do me like that. I’m so much more than a tennis ball, and you know it. I don’t call you a bag of flesh and blood, do I?

I thought about it for a second. No, you don’t.

Exactly, so I prefer you judge me by what’s inside of me.

A hollow rubber core? I was a little confused by the question.

"No, dummy. What makes me… me. You know, the whole ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ and all that," he said like it was super obvious.

Okay, what’s your name?

Why don’t you tell me?

I had a sneaking suspicion that I knew the answer. Is it Bally?

It sure is, buddy, he said like he was happy I remembered. It sure is.

I smiled, proud of myself for remembering his name. I’m really glad I found you. I thought I was going to have to be down here all alone.

I’d never do that to you. I’ll always have your back, he continued. So what do we have on today’s agenda?

Just flipping through static, hoping to get some news on what happened.

Sounds interesting. Could I throw out another idea?

Sure.

Maybe we could give each other makeovers?

I gave it a moment of thought and then announced my decision. Yeah, that sounds fun.

Great, I really would like to have some eyes and a mouth.

I nodded my head in agreement.

Dude, didn’t I just say I don’t have eyes? I need a verbal acknowledgment.

Yes, I answered as Bally cracked up.

I can’t believe you fell for that! he said, laughing. Think about it.

Okay, as I took a moment to process what he was saying before admitting what I really thought. Actually, it makes sense to me that you would need eyes.

I don’t have a mouth and you can hear me speak, right?

Yes.

Same principle.

Oh, okay.

He continued. I just think it would be easier for you.

Ah, that’s so thoughtful of you, Bally, I declared while smiling at Bally.

Of course, I’d do anything for my best bud.

We are besties, aren’t we? I said with a huge grin. BFFs, right?

You know it, best friends forever! he exclaimed. Now let’s get a mouth on me, so you’re not the only one smiling.

I searched the room for my permanent markers and found them in a box I hadn’t unpacked