Resultados para "The Cone" en Postapocalíptica

La novela más leída de Philip K. Dick, inspiración de Blade Runner. En el año 2021 la guerra mundial ha exterminado a millones de personas. Los supervivientes codician cualquier criatura viva, y aquellos que no pueden permitirse pagar por ellas se ven obligados a adquirir réplicas increíblemente realistas. Las empresas fabrican incluso seres humanos. Rick Deckard es un cazarrecompensas cuyo trabajo es encontrar androides rebeldes y retirarlos, pero la tarea no será tan sencilla cuando tenga que enfrentarse a los nuevos modelos Nexus-6, prácticamente indistinguibles de los seres humanos.

"Nothing could be done. The thing was universal and beyond our human knowledge or control. It was death for young and old, for weak and strong, for rich and poor, without hope or possibility of escape." Must Professor George Challenger and friends, barricaded in a room, see Earth die? As globe passes through a belt of poisonous ether, terror sweeps mankind; cities riot; communications cease. Novella.

Bosses are dead. Her father kidnapped. And no one has a clue why. Isa, Puo, and Winn rush back to her father’s estate for answers, but only finds guns, assassins, and relentless pursuit. Forced into a desperate escape, Isa must retreat further into her past to stay alive. Dejected and back in the miserable gutters she started from, Isa starts to piece together the disparate events of the past several months. Unfortunately, the trail leads back to England, the site of the most daring underwater heist in history and a buzzing hive of pissed of Brits clamoring for the thieves throats.

'You will conceive a bunch of grapes,' said he, 'which are covered by some infinitesimal but noxious bacillus. The gardener passes it through a disinfecting medium. It may be that he desires his grapes to be cleaner. It may be that he needs space to breed some fresh bacillus less noxious than the last.'

World War III lasted only six days. Within the first few hours, my farm in Manitoba burned to the ground. The blast that destroyed our home came from the same mushroom cloud that killed my wife. I wish it had nuked me, too, but those heartless robots saved me. They also rescued my daughter, so I can’t damn them. She was the only thing keeping me alive… until the metaverse took her away. Yes, I’ve tried to kill myself. I may do it again. But that purple Domesticbot with its pompous British accent keeps on interfering.