The Ghosts of Winter by Christopher Coleman (They Came with the Snow Book 4)
English | 2020| Sci – Fi | ePUB | 3.3 MB
From the author of They Came with the Snow and the new and popular standalone novel, They Came with the Rain, comes The Ghosts of Winter.
If you’re a fan of science fiction horror thrillers that will keep you reading late into the night, do not miss The Ghosts of Winter.
Emerson frowned. “Fine,” she said, understanding my command had little to do with sleep and more to do with sheltering her from the horror and panic that would begin flooding through on social media.
Ryan and Emerson did as instructed, and when they were in their respective bedrooms, I quickly headed to ours, Charlotte on my heels. I flopped a suitcase down on the bed and immediately started filling it with essentials.
“Are you serious, David? You’re packing? Do you think it’s that bad?”
“I don’t think it’s good. And I don’t intend to end up like those people in Warren and Maripo.”
“But you said they have it under control.”
I glanced at my wife and frowned and then quickly dropped my eyes. It was a lie for the kids; I assumed she knew it.
“So, we’re just going to leave? Just like that? What about work and school?”
“I don’t think that’s gonna be an issue for a while.”
Charlotte remained quiet and still; I could sense her shock and growing dismay. “Where are we going to go?”
“The cabin? But…we’ll be…we’ll be so isolated. Why would we go there?”
“Because we’ll be isolated. We can’t stay here, honey. We’re too close. Honestly, we should have left months ago. Moved to Oregon or something. Maine, maybe.”
“David?” Charlotte put a hand to her mouth, and I could see the tears forming in her eyes, a growing acknowledgement that our life as we knew it was on the verge of crashing down.
“Listen, honey, I’m just going off my instincts right now, and my instincts are telling me we shouldn’t debate this. The cabin has a lot of what we’ll need, though we will have to bring more. Food, for sure, as much as we can load up. And if we leave now, maybe Drew’s will still be stocked. There’ll be a run on the stores soon, I’m sure, but that place is out of the way enough that at this time of the year, I think we’ll be all right.”
And the cabin had guns too. And ammo. Enough to hold it down for a few days anyway. I prayed that I was wrong, of course, and that over the next several hours the army would track down every one of the escaped monsters and put a bullet through the backs of their skulls. But I wasn’t betting the mortgage on it. We were lucky enough to have the cabin, and we’d have been fools not to use it.