<p>After producing three horror movies that went mostly ignored on YouTube, Justin and his filmmaking buddies decide it's time they create something noteworthy, something epic. They're going to film the Greatest Zombie Movie Ever. They may not have money or a script, but they have passion. And, after a rash text message, they also have the beautiful Alicia Howtz-Justin's crush-as the lead. </p><p>With only one month to complete their movie, a script that can't possibly get worse, and the hopes and dreams of Alicia on the line, Justin is feeling the pressure. Add to that a cast of uncooperative extras and incompetent production assistants, and Justin must face the sad, sad truth. He may actually be producing The Worst Zombie Movie Ever...</p><p>"Fans of Strand's other novels of outrageous circumstance...will not be disappointed. A delightfully ludicrous read."-<em>School Library Journal</em>on <em>I Have a Bad Feeling About This</em></p><p><b>1</b></p><p>The vampire, whose fangs were too big for his mouth, turned to the camera and hissed.</p><p>"Don't look at the camera," said Justin Hollow, the director.</p><p>"I keep poking my lip on these things," said Harold, and he spit the plastic fangs out onto the ground. He hadn't been a very frightening example of the undead before, and he was even less scary with no fangs and a thick line of drool running down his chin.</p><p>"Cut!" shouted Justin, loud enough to be sure that the command was heard by his production crew of two. "C'mon, Harold. Stay in character. We're three hours behind schedule."</p><p>"I don't care. I hate this. You promised that I'd get all the girls I wanted. So where are all the girls I want?"</p><p>Justin let out his thirty-ninth exasperated sigh of the night. "The movie has to come out first."</p>lóõ