Ghost Guard 2: Agents of Injustice by J. Joseph Wright

Author:J. Joseph Wright [Wright, J. Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carrier Press
Published: 2016-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

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Ruby heard Morris from a mile away. Literally. She heard every angry, accusatory thought in his head, and giggled profusely at each of them. She giggled even though she was scared as hell. Ruby hadn’t been this worried since the ghost gun mission. Even then she wasn’t convinced she or any of her teammates were in direct danger. What the ghost gun did was child’s play compared to Hatman.

She hated thinking it. Brutus had gotten himself in a bad situation, and now he was being slowly extinguished.

That single, morose thought propelled her, low and slow, a jet fighter along the contours of the canyon. Twisting from one small cluster of pines to another, then, when she got to within a stone’s throw of The Singulate property boundary, a real and palpable sense of dread fell upon her.

It came to her on a whispering wind, an evil portent from the east, where she sensed a disquieting world of endless sorrow. She slowed her approach, aware of the gloom in the air, aware of being watched, or something even worse, of being hunted.

She scanned her surroundings, wary of even the slightest living aura. Field mice and nighthawks and foxes. She sensed a multitude of life in the outskirts of the small forest, but when she got into its core, all life disappeared, replaced by oppression and hatred.

And there was more.

More than just the dead pine needles on the ground and the treeless, rocky ridge looming in the distance under the despairing moon. First she sensed a tug to her as if some titan was trying to drag her into a pit of absolute blackness. With a spin and a wiggle, she wormed loose from the supernatural tractor beam, only to fly into another. She realized it was a magnetic field generated by some sort of mechanical device. But not all mechanical. She knew that. It was some sort of hybrid technology. A cross between machine and magic. Spells and circuits. Processors and rituals. A spirit’s nightmare.

Then she saw the devilish device. It looked innocuous to begin with, even nonsensical. A staff of wood extending from the desert floor to a height of about six feet. A nondescript stick with a tangled mass of something strange on top. Gnarly wires and hoary, twisted roots tousled around a dense core of unending desolation and gloom. The staff had an effect on its outer environment, a mystical grip that took all of Ruby’s skill, experience, and fortitude to shake. A device that dragged a soul into its net like a ravenous dog jerking and yanking its prey. But even fiercer, even more voracious.

She pulled away from the unutterably dreadful force. Her momentum skewed her sideways, as she meant to turn immediately and leave this tainted forest. What she found in her path struck such extreme trepidation that she let loose a cachinnation of wild and uninhibited terror.

Dozens of staffs. A veritable sea of the ungodly things. Rising from the forest floor in menacing positions. No

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