The Edge of Sleep by Jake Emanuel EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Jake Emanuel
- Language: English
- Genre: Horror Suspense
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Prologue
1
Dave Torres doesn’t know where he is. A darkness, not quite total, enfolds him; the cold of it jars his bones.
Something flickers before his eyes, too near for him to focus on it. Just as
quickly, it’s gone again. A silky, nervous shape wriggles against his
fingertips. At the periphery of his vision, dozens of murky shapes hover in
the shadows, studying him.
The darkness flares golden, bringing with it a sudden heat that relieves
his aches, then threatens to sear him alive; a terrible whine, loud as the front
row at a Jetpacks show, sends needles into his ears. A moment later, the
shredded wing of an aircraft carves through space, rippling the darkness.
Dave reels backward as a buckled fuselage missiles past, its fractured
windows glowing, flashing with bright flames. The wreckage of the plane
tumbles away from him, disappearing into a swirling void beneath Dave’s
feet.
What is going on?
The shadow observers venture closer. Fish, all sorts of them. Striped
ones, dotted ones, sleek and spiny ones. Some of them bioluminescent
smears in the dark.
I’m underwater?
The fish scatter as a heavy shadow blots out the light above. For a
moment Dave thinks it might be a ship—but, no, it’s larger, broader, and it
twists through the water like a ribbon. Twists deeper. Toward Dave.
Dave cries out. A flurry of bubbles rushes from his mouth, rising
skyward, but they never reach the distant surface. Instead, they collect and
break against the belly of that ominous, massive beast—
2
With a shock, Dave finds himself on land again. His legs liquefy, and he’s
on his knees in a second, coughing up gallons of seawater. His lungs sizzle,
as though he’s breathed in sparks from a bonfire. Water sluices down his
body and onto parched soil. His eyes, stung with salt, twitch involuntarily.
He collapses, rolls onto his back, sucks in air like a man who hasn’t
tasted it in weeks.
The shadow passes over him again. Dave shields his eyes against a
watery sun. The dark silhouette of a whale spirals down through high
clouds. Larger. Closer.
I’m dead, Dave understands. I’m actually fucking dead.
The whale hangs its enormous body in the sky, weightless as dandelion
fluff. The whale’s fins gently stir the air. Its flukes rise and fall.
A geyser of seawater issues from the whale’s blowhole, raining a fine,
salty mist upon Dave.
The whale’s heavy-lidded eye, black as polished obsidian, regards him.
Not dead. Not yet, I’m afraid.
The words are soundless, but vibrate at a nauseating frequency. Dave’s
heart flutters like a bird’s, defibrillated.
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