By Peter Clines
Padlocked doorways. unusual lighting fixtures. Mutant cockroaches.
There are a few atypical issues approximately Nate’s new condo.
Of path, he has different issues on his brain. He hates his task. He has no cash within the financial institution. No female friend. No plans for the long run. So whereas his new domestic isn’t ideal, it’s livable. The lease is low, the valuables managers are pleasant, and the unusual little mysteries don’t nag at him an excessive amount of.
At least, now not till he meets Mandy, his neighbor around the corridor, and notices whatever strange approximately her residence. And Xela’s house. And Tim’s. And Veek’s.
Because each room during this previous l. a. brownstone has a secret or . Mysteries that reach again over 100 years. a few of them are in simple sight. a few are at the back of locked doorways. And all jointly those mysteries may possibly suggest the top of Nate and his associates.
Or the tip of everything...
"A riveting apocalyptic secret within the sort of LOST."--Craig DiLouie, writer of THE an infection and THE KILLING FLOOR
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Nothing with any life in it would have been as still as the cook or any of the others inside that cabin. As he worked his way to the front of the cabin, he felt like a passenger inside his own body. His thoughts weren’t exactly incomprehensible, but they came quickly enough to overwhelm him. He took a few breaths, accidentally ﬁlled his lungs with the stench of death and ran outside. The contents of his stomach hit the snow, where they were 42 Marcus Pelegrimas almost immediately buried. Cole pulled in some of the crisp morning air and felt a little better.
Come on. ” “Don’t bother. ” But before Cole was even ﬁnished saying that, Brad had already taken hold of the tarp’s frame and pulled himself onto the steel arch. Cole’s duffel bag was quickly brought up and strapped onto the truck using a length of rope provided by Sam. He then barely managed to wedge himself in between Brad and the cold, rusty tailgate before the truck lurched forward. Once the exhaust thinned out a bit, Cole was treated to a view that constantly shifted between brilliantly clear skies to rolling plains of snow.
In fact, he wasn’t reacting at all. He wasn’t even moving. ” He had to be certain that Gerald was dead before he would leave him there to freeze. As soon as he reached out to feel for Gerald’s pulse, he was introduced to something even worse than the stillness he’d been expecting. Beneath the collar of Gerald’s coat, dark gray marks stained his neck as if dozens of threadlike tendrils were creeping beneath his ﬂesh. The lines also snaked along Gerald’s arm from beneath his sleeves. For a second Cole swore he saw those lines shake like shadows being cast by a ﬂickering light.
14 by Peter Clines