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Chapters (14)
  1. Praise
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. ONE - OUT OF TIME
  5. TWO - THE SCARIEST PLACE ON EARTH
  6. THREE - GOING UNDERGROUND
  7. FOUR - TWO MONSTERS AND A GHOST
  8. FIVE - THE HORROR SHOW
  9. SIX - ALL KINDS OF APPETITES
  10. SEVEN - TO WAR WITH DEMONS
  11. EIGHT - BLOODBATH
  12. NINE - LITTLE BILLY HARTMAN GETS HIS REWARD
  13. TEN - WHO’S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF?
  14. ELEVEN - MORTAL AND IMMORTAL ENEMIES

He wished Happy were with him, to tell him whether what he was seeing was real or another illusion broadcast by the unknown enemy. JC scowled and pushed the thought away. He’d had to leave Happy behind, and Melody. Focused as he was on the chase, JC still had it in him to feel bad about leaving them to fight alone. He had faith in them. They were both trained, experienced agents. They’d manage. But that wasn’t why he’d left them so readily. He’d abandoned his team-mates because he couldn’t abandon Kim to her fate. He hoped they’d understand. He ran on, breathing really hard, a fire in his chest and an almost unbearable pain shooting through his sides.

Endless corridors, endless walls spattered with images out of Hell, howls and screams and hopeless sobbing all around him. Illusion. Had to be. JC kept his head down and concentrated on pursuing the only thing that mattered. His trained will was a match for any illusion. Unless . . . whatever was down in the darkness with him was actually so powerful it could distort Space and Time itself . . . in which case, he was in real trouble.

He rounded a corner and staggered to a halt as he saw Kim hanging in the air at the end of the new corridor. He fought for breath, half-bent over as sweat dripped from his face, glad of the chance for a break but already looking about him for any trace of a new threat. And that was when the walls on either side began to close in, moving remorselessly forward from both sides at once. The suddenly very real and solid walls ground loudly against the hard floor. JC straightened up immediately and looked behind him; but he was too far down the corridor to escape. He couldn’t hope to reach either end before the walls slammed together. They were closing in on him steadily, taking their time. They looked heavy and solid enough to crush him to a bloody pulp. And they would do it slowly, inch by inch, while Kim watched. JC risked a glance at her. She was looking at him beseechingly, imploring him to get out of there. Her lips moved, but no sound came to him as she silently begged him to save himself.