Bastion(Cemetery Dance Novella Series #25)
by Simon Clark
Cover and interior artwork by Alan M. Clark
About the Book:
I didn't know where I was or why I was there. I didn't even know my own name.
The first thing I heard was a boy shouting at me. He was about sixteen, had sticky-up ginger hair, freckles like a spatter of brown gravy over his face, and these huge green eyes that were full of fury.
The rush of the arrival disorientated me so much I couldn't even understand what he was yelling at me. At least, not at first.
My face burned. My eyes were sore.
At least I was awake. The dream was over.
I had been chosen. It was an honor. There's a great deal of horror to come...