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Dead but Dreaming of Electric Sheep [Hardback] – Paul Tremblay

Name: Dead but Dreaming of Electric Sheep [Hardback] - Paul Tremblay
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A dread-inducing dystopian horror that tackles AI head-on.

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Synopsis

Julia is chaperoning a dead man across the country. Only he’s not really dead…he’s living in an AI hellscape.

This genre-bending sci-fi horror from the author of The Cabin at the End of the World and A Head Full Of Ghosts is the antidote to generative AI. We follow both character’s perspectives, as the lines between identity and reality start to blur. The perfect read for fans of Severance for its themes of identity, control and evil corporations.

All Nightmare Nook Books are selected by our chief Book Ghoul, Cat. Here’s why Dead but Dreaming of Electric Sheep made the cut:

“The most intimidating horror holds a mirror to reality, and with the rise of (and reliance on) AI, this is a great read for those who like their surreal nightmares to also be thought-provoking.”

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Synopsis

A genre-bending near-future tech nightmare that is as bitingly funny as it is horrifically believable, from the New York Times bestselling author of The Cabin at the End of the World.

Meet Julia Flang, a twenty-something former professional gamer, living with her retired uncle, and working two jobs she doesn’t like. Out of the blue, her estranged mother, a CFO for one of the world’s largest tech companies, offers her a temp job with a payday Julia can’t refuse. One sham interview later, she’s offered the job: to chaperone a man in a vegetative state from California to the East Coast. But he’s not dead dead: he has an AI mind implanted in his head…

Meet a middle-aged man who wakes within a disorienting hellscape filled with monstrous grotesqueries. Worse than the fluid, morphing reality in which he’s trapped, he has no memory of who he is. He certainly doesn’t remember getting the rabbit tattoo on his arm. He only knows that he must find a certain person.
Who? He can’t remember.