LAST DAY TO SNAG THIS ONE FOR 99CENTS!
Time is running short and it is left to an aging military commander to bring together the remaining nations of the world to construct an ambitious space platform that can serve as the portal to the stars.
Can people set aside their differences to save themselves, or will the last breath be drawn by those still alive? Will the flame of humanity flicker out as other species have before them?
The United Earth Council is founded in the hope that a common threat will make world leaders work together for a solution, but the lust for power may override the fight for survival. Will the attempts of this newly formed organization achieve their goal?
Or are these efforts a futile act of Desperation?
EXCERPTS & TEASERS
A blood-curdling scream flowed from the speakers. The general squinted at the screen trying to determine what had caused the reaction. For a few seconds, he didn’t see anything of note. It wasn’t long after that when he witnessed the apparent peeling of the young man’s flesh from his body. There was an almost indecipherable ripping sound which could barely be heard between the man’s terrified screams. Blood sprayed the wall behind him as his loosened skin flapped for a brief moment like the sail on a boat before seemingly disappearing into the hooker’s mouth.
His vision began to blur, fading black as if he were about to pass out again, then becoming an almost fog-like gray that made it hard to focus. As this transpired, Jonathan could feel something foreign inside his body, struggling to take control of his mind. The sensation kind of reminded him of the old myth, or so he believed, of demons possessing a human host. The feeling was mercifully abrupt. He closed his eyelids in an attempt to brace himself for whatever was about to happen. His body trembled for a few seconds longer, then Jonathan could only scream from behind a wall in his own mind. The wrinkled mass of flesh that was once his, now appeared to be under the control of some other entity. When his eyes opened, everything looked as if it were bathed in crimson.
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