Dead London -

The phrase "Dead London" has appeared in several famous media contexts:

As he neared Regent's Park, a sound began to vibrate in his chest—a mournful, mechanical wailing that cut through the stillness. "Ulla... ulla... ulla..." Dead London

The smell hit him before he reached Oxford Street: the scent of stagnant water, scorched brick, and something older and more biological. He passed a double-decker bus that had been tossed onto its side like a child’s toy. Nearby, the bleached ribs of a horse lay tangled in the harness, picked clean by the starving dogs that now ruled the back alleys. The phrase "Dead London" has appeared in several