The Strain by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Hogan
I hate zombies. Mostly because I am irrationally afraid of them. The zombie apocalypse is a common feature in my nightmares- so common, in fact, it barely interrupted my dream grocery shopping last time it turned up. (“There are zombies in the parking lot! There’s not a lot… I could make it to my car. Could I? I totally could…”) I’m slowly getting over it, with the judicious application of Left 4 Dead 2 and logic. The Strain offered a halfway point to help me along my way to zombie acceptance- it’s a vampire apocalypse! Vampires barely phased me even before the invasion of the laughable sparklepires. This, I thought, I could deal with.