![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I'm still unable to transfer my immunity to infected hosts.the cryptovirus is elegant."įor much of its length, so is I Am Legend. Three years later, Neville is the last uninfected resident, a virologist searching for a cure, talking mostly to his dog, and to his tape recorder. The island of Manhattan - Ground Zero for the epidemic - has long since been quarantined, all its bridges and tunnels dynamited. Alas, viruses mutate, and this one developed a deadly strain, killing most humans outright and turning the rest into light-phobic zombies who only come out at night. Manhattan, and indeed the world, has been emptied of humanity by a man-made virus that was supposed to cure cancer. There's not a person in sight anywhere - except Robert Neville, who travels, when the sun is highest in the sky, to the South Street Seaport, to broadcast the same message he's been broadcasting for almost three years: "If anyone is out there, I can provide food, shelter, security. Times Square is prowled by lions rather than tourists. Tree roots have buckled the pavement the weeds on 5th Avenue are plentiful enough to support whole herds of deer. Smith races around an eerily vacant N.Y.C., where he can hunt wild deer grazing on weeds growing in the middle of 5th Avenue. ![]()
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