Whence We Dream, Hence They Come

A night creature stalks the streets of the Big Apple!

Something grabbed Jamal and yanked him into the pitch-blackness of the tunnel.

A horrid sound emitted from the dark tunnel, followed by a heartrending scream that could only be Jamal. Brayton got to his hands and knees and feebly crawled away from the darkness, away from Jamal and what had taken him. The few yards to the tunnel's opening seemed miles away to Brayton as he heard Jamal's frightening screams.

"Help--help me--please!" Jamal bellowed out as a hideoous snarling filled the tunnel.

"Help meeee!" the bully cried again.

Brayton finally reached the opening as Jamal's teammates ran past him into the dark tunnel. The horrendous sounds that came from the tunnel caused Brayton to move faster. He scrambled up the stone stairs and stood up. Brayton Washington flopped over the fence he had just jumped over minutes before. Landing onto the crossing, he looked west. He did not want to cross the arch, yet Brayton desperately needed to get home. Home to his mother. Brayton braved the arch.

New York City faces an ancient evil that threatens the future of mankind. Terror strikes home as science reaches the depths of arrogance and folly. An obsessed telecom tycoon, a troubled dreamer, and a mysterious dark-haired beauty lie at the heart of this techno-chiller that you should not read before bedtime.

Dare you wake the inner monster that dwells in the darkness of the human soul? Proceed with caution! Lest you suffer the fate of those who dream too much. Evil stands among us!