In Walking Corpses, Timothy S. Miller and John W. Nesbitt contextualize reactions to leprosy in medieval Western Europe by tracing its history in Late Antique Byzantium, which had been confronting leprosy and its effects for centuries. Integrating developments in both the Latin West and the Greek East, Walking Corpses challenges a number of misperceptions about attitudes toward the disease, including that theologians branded leprosy as punishment for sin (rather, it was seen as a mark of God's favor); that Christian teaching encouraged bans on the afflicted from society (in actuality, it was Germanic customary law); or that leprosariums were prisons (instead, they were centers of care, many of them self-governing). Informed by extensive archival research and recent bioarchaeology, Walking Corpses also includes new translations of three Greek texts regarding leprosy, while a new preface to the paperback edition updates the historiography on medieval perceptions and treatments of leprosy.

The Little Walking Corpses by Arthur Leo Zagat is a spine-tingling journey into the macabre and the mysterious. When a series of inexplicable events begins to unravel in a small town, the residents are faced with their darkest fears. Children are found in a trance-like state, seemingly under the control of an unknown force, and the town is plagued by eerie sightings of the "walking corpses." As the mystery deepens, a determined investigator races against time to uncover the sinister truth behind these haunting phenomena. Will they solve the enigma before the town succumbs to utter horror? Immerse yourself in this gripping tale of supernatural dread and uncover the truth behind the chilling phenomenon.

'The Little Walking Corpses' is a novel in the horror-genre written by Arthur Leo Zagat. Guard your little ones with ceaseless vigil, lest the fate of the children of Staneville befall your own! For there, that patter of small, scuffed shoes became a tocsin of terror—and signified that one more babe had joined the Little Walking Corpses.

[Demonic Concealment Spell, Unlimited Way] Rising and declining in troubled times is the destiny of the line of the west of Hunan. In the corner of the west of Hunan, the clan of Yuehan wishes for generations to be able to chase the corpses for a career. The legend of zombies in the world of guardians lasts for thousands of years. Fang Wei, a descendant of the Fang family, followed his grandfather out to drive away the corpses and fell into a thick layer of fog. Xiang Xi, a thousand years old, had been known among the common folk to drive away corpses and corpses, a cruel and indescribable ground filled with corpses and corpses, an old man of a hundred years old, a ghost girl holding a lantern made from human skin, a man who endured death by altering a tombstone by herself, had pulled open a bizarre world of ghosts that could not be seen under the sunlight. The snow was falling heavily, and the only thing that could be seen was Chenzhou Sand. Without asking about the afterlife, the gods of the common people, The evil spirits, the evil spirits, the ten sins, respect my heart Liu-Li tower. With one slash, Phoenix's head was severed. One step further, Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows. Listening to the wind, listening to the rain, listening to the afterlife, Listen to nursery rhymes. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = In the west wing, the sun shined brightly. There was a girl lover in the west wing, Mom and Dad do not care about the heart injury The child was hungry, not full, not warm ... Skin to make clothes, meat to make soup ...

[Demonic Concealment Spell, Unlimited Way] Rising and declining in troubled times is the destiny of the line of the west of Hunan. In the corner of the west of Hunan, the clan of Yuehan wishes for generations to be able to chase the corpses for a career. The legend of zombies in the world of guardians lasts for thousands of years. Fang Wei, a descendant of the Fang family, followed his grandfather out to drive away the corpses and fell into a thick layer of fog. Xiang Xi, a thousand years old, had been known among the common folk to drive away corpses and corpses, a cruel and indescribable ground filled with corpses and corpses, an old man of a hundred years old, a ghost girl holding a lantern made from human skin, a man who endured death by altering a tombstone by herself, had pulled open a bizarre world of ghosts that could not be seen under the sunlight. The snow was falling heavily, and the only thing that could be seen was Chenzhou Sand. Without asking about the afterlife, the gods of the common people, The evil spirits, the evil spirits, the ten sins, respect my heart Liu-Li tower. With one slash, Phoenix's head was severed. One step further, Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows. Listening to the wind, listening to the rain, listening to the afterlife, Listen to nursery rhymes. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = In the west wing, the sun shined brightly. There was a girl lover in the west wing, Mom and Dad do not care about the heart injury The child was hungry, not full, not warm ... Skin to make clothes, meat to make soup ...

On a moon outpost miles from earth an experiment is taking place. Bodies of the dead are being reanimated and made into soldiers for military warfare. A computer chip called Kronos 19 allows these bodies to be brought back to life. At first everything is operating smoothly, but now something has gone totally wrong. The main computer controlling these ghouls has malfunctioned, causing them to wreak destruction on the outpost. A small group of people and one small boy are stranded with nowhere to go. They are forced to face an army of the undead and there is no escape.