Jeff Names the Planets

Quite simply one of the best horror novels I've ever read. Think 'The Thing' meets 'Alien' meets 'The Rising'. Claustrophobic and atmospheric, the book is more about isolation and vulnerability than shuffling undead and apocalyptic destruction. It's a simply written book, full of tight, cold sentences and bleak metaphor, where the existential horror of humanity's downfall is re-framed and refocused as individual catastrophe. Vivid characters, moody description, and implacable, crushing doom await you at the Outpost.