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Wasted 2 is finally ready and will be released on September 9th 2011.
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Wasted 2
Wasted (book two) continues the adventures of the Traveller and his companions as they seek to understand and unravel the sinister plans of their twisted adversaries.
Faced with a seemingly endless tide of hungry and twisted creatures under the control of the sinister Piper, the humans revert to their basic instincts in order to survive.
As the scale of the war becomes clearer and the implications of defeat more terrible, it is up to them to stem the tide and give humanity a fighting chance of survival.
Everything changes, everything dies.
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Alastair Sinclair's Wasted and Wasted 2 are available in all good bookstores or online through Olympia Publishers
Sneak Peeks from the pages of Wasted Two
'The first claw landed on the path twenty feet from where they crouched, kicking up a large plume of sandy dust as it landed. It seemed like minutes before the body arrived, sleek and black, catching the rising sun in a series of glints. Finally, a second leg twitched into view, seemingly hesitating before planting itself on the ground. Slung only five feet from the earth, the sinuous, sausage like body swung forwards suspended by its grasshopper legs. It headed right for them, whether through intent or accident they didn’t know. They heard a faint clicking in the air, as if someone was trying to get a lighter to work without success, that grew louder as the body swung ever closer to where they huddled. The light caught movement not ten feet from them, at eye level and growing closer with every split second.
Wasted 2
Wasted 2
‘If he had taken time to look behind him, or if his pager had not summoned him, he may have seen a twitch. A flexing of fingers. He may have heard a small sigh or two. If he had stayed longer, he would have seen first one, then another, then another of the figures begin to sit up, their sheets falling away.
But Dr. Ghaus didn’t look back.
Dr. Ghaus didn’t see.
Inside his suit helmet, Dr. Ghaus didn’t hear the padding of naked feet on the linoleum floor, getting closer.
He didn’t see or hear as the many pairs of cold hands wrapped themselves around his throat, gripping vicelike despite the suit he wore.
No. Dr.Ghaus died in ignorance.
He was one of the lucky ones.'
Wasted 2
But Dr. Ghaus didn’t look back.
Dr. Ghaus didn’t see.
Inside his suit helmet, Dr. Ghaus didn’t hear the padding of naked feet on the linoleum floor, getting closer.
He didn’t see or hear as the many pairs of cold hands wrapped themselves around his throat, gripping vicelike despite the suit he wore.
No. Dr.Ghaus died in ignorance.
He was one of the lucky ones.'
Wasted 2
'Natalie screamed a terrible howl of despair and rage, her own Gift rising through her like an icy tsunammi as if inspired by Tims own. She surrended totally to its power, its curse. Felt it control her, fill her with thirst. It could give her what she needed, what she craved. She needed to feed. They needed to die.
As naturally as breathing, she simply took their essence. It was easier every time now. She could identify individuals, sense their vibrance, their energies. Through her jet eyes she saw them as if in an x ray, transparent, glowing forms, each one radiating their own auras of life and light. But she was the one who got to choose whose light stayed on, and whose went dark forever. And she did.'
Wasted 2
As naturally as breathing, she simply took their essence. It was easier every time now. She could identify individuals, sense their vibrance, their energies. Through her jet eyes she saw them as if in an x ray, transparent, glowing forms, each one radiating their own auras of life and light. But she was the one who got to choose whose light stayed on, and whose went dark forever. And she did.'
Wasted 2
'Standing in silhouette against the dipping sun she stood again in the crucifix pose pouring out the stolen life force into those lying injured, healing those she could, filling the flagging with new found strength recently stolen from their enemies. Tim stood panting, feeling the familiar rush of death energy fill him with vigour. He felt sick and euphoric at the same time.'
Wasted 2
Wasted 2
'It was a scene from a nightmare. All around him desperate people flung themselves through the barriers and into the safety of the police station. They trampled each other in their panic to escape the murder of the city. Fires were burning out of control opposite the station and all emergency services were told to stand down. It was pointless. The city burned.'
Wasted 2
Wasted 2
‘If he had taken time to look behind him, or if his pager had not summoned him, he may have seen a twitch. A flexing of fingers. He may have heard a small sigh or two. If he had stayed longer, he would have seen first one, then another, then another of the figures begin to sit up, their sheets falling away.
But Dr. Ghaus didn’t look back.
Dr. Ghaus didn’t see.
Inside his suit helmet, Dr. Ghaus didn’t hear the padding of naked feet on the linoleum floor, getting closer.
He didn’t see or hear as the many pairs of cold hands wrapped themselves around his throat, gripping vicelike despite the suit he wore.
No. Dr.Ghaus died in ignorance.
He was one of the lucky ones.'
Wasted 2
But Dr. Ghaus didn’t look back.
Dr. Ghaus didn’t see.
Inside his suit helmet, Dr. Ghaus didn’t hear the padding of naked feet on the linoleum floor, getting closer.
He didn’t see or hear as the many pairs of cold hands wrapped themselves around his throat, gripping vicelike despite the suit he wore.
No. Dr.Ghaus died in ignorance.
He was one of the lucky ones.'
Wasted 2