R.S. Belcher, the acclaimed writer of The Six-Gun Tarot and The Shotgun Arcana launches a gritty new city myth sequence set in brand new seedy occult underworld in Nightwise.
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Now a promise to a death good friend has Ballard at the path of an escaped Serbian battle felony with acquaintances in either low and high places-and a sinister historical past of blood sacrifices. Ballard is hell-bent on making Dusan Slorzack pay for his quite a few atrocities, yet Slorzack turns out to have actually dropped off the face of the Earth, past the succeed in of his enemies, the Illuminati, and even perhaps the satan himself. to discover Slorzack, Ballard needs to stick to a winding, treacherous course that stretches from Wall highway and Washington, D.C. to backwoods hollows and truckstops, whereas risking what is left of his very soul . . . .
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James was once the one factor I had in my global beside my task on the Fed. i spotted after they instructed me he was once long past that I had not anything anymore. simply the activity, similar to Pops. ” “Not too overdue to alter that,” I acknowledged. “It’s your existence, unfastened and transparent. ” hint smiled and checked out the pissed-off Mr. iPod. “Yeah,” he acknowledged. “I did get pleasure from that. ” The trick to dowsing is to unfastened your brain to the compass of intuition. I knew where i needed to head, and that i knew we have been shut. I didn’t have a witching rod—those Y-shaped sticks dowsers frequently use, or a pendulum, or perhaps a ring on a series, so I needed to make do with a few automated writing tips I picked up. I placed my waking brain away. The rocking rhythm of the teach truly helped with that. It took a number of moments. The final wakeful inspiration used to be of the wave of starvation and confusion from the puppy gods that hit me like an influence washing machine filled with acid. My hand jerked and shifted around the paper. Then, trance over. I blinked and checked out the paper. We had our map. I tossed the pen again to Mr. iPod as hint and that i departed the teach on the forty second highway cease. “Much obliged,” I stated, and stored on strolling. * * * After the teach roared and squealed away into the tunnel, I tested the map I had drawn and pointed after the educate into the darkness. “There,” I acknowledged. i may believe a strain at the back of my cranium, a flare of my Ajna chakra. The pack was once coming, drawing nearer. “Into the tunnel? ” hint acknowledged. “If we don’t get electrocuted, or holiday our necks leaping down, the MTA law enforcement officials will—” “Have you spotted an overabundance of police officers attracted to us in any respect this present day? ” I requested as I walked to the sting of the tunnel. “Do you might have a key on you? ” “What, your cult law enforcement officials? ” hint acknowledged, digging into the wallet of his still-damp raincoat. “They ordered to depart us by myself? ” He passed me a small key ring. I slid one key off the loop and passed it again to him. “Maybe,” I stated, “but we begin mucking round down the following, they usually may possibly get genuine speedy. Be prepared for that. You’re not likely to invite me what the bottom line is for? ” “Figure a few messed-up shit you’re going to teach me presently,” hint acknowledged. “Why trouble? ” “Good,” I acknowledged. “You’re studying. ” The gravel that surrounded the tracks on the fringe of the tunnel crunched as we dropped down. I held the map and began jogging. there has been a slender ledge with a rail on both sides of the tunnel, and we shimmied up. It used to be chilly and windy within the darkness. A row of feeble yellow lighting in oval steel cages have been strung alongside the wall. It was once adequate for me to learn the instructions and photographs my again mind had scrawled onto the paper. “Maybe we will get instructions, if we get lost,” I stated because the hot circle of sunshine from the tunnel front grew smaller and have become a moon, then an eye fixed that eventually closed, and it used to be as though we have been in deep house. “That’s no longer funny,” hint stated, taking a look round nervously. “Not meant to be,” I stated. “There’re approximately six thousand mole humans dwelling down right here, have complete societies and cultures. ” “You’re speaking approximately a few type of mole creatures residing down right here, correct?