Castaways by Brian Keene

Author:Brian Keene
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Occult, Reality television programs, American Horror Fiction, Horror, Fiction - Horror, Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945), Fiction, Thrillers, Horror & ghost stories, Wilderness survival, Horror - General, General & Literary Fiction, Horror fiction, Adventure, Occult & Supernatural, Thriller, Horror tales
ISBN: 9780843960891
Publisher: Dorchester Publishing Company, Incorporated
Published: 2009-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

mouse, bringing the game back up again, and then took another sip of coffee. "Ugh . . . shit."

He grimaced. The coffee had been lukewarm to begin with, but now it had turned cold and the artificial creamer he'd dumped into the cup earlier was now a partially dissolved mound of sludge.

He tried checking his e-mail, to see if there were any messages from his friends back in Los Angeles, but the wireless network was down, as well.

"No coffee. No communications. Pulling a stupid night shift. Shit, I'd be better off on the island with those other saps."

Brett was twenty-six years old, and would turn twenty-seven in another week and a half. This wasn't the first time he'd spent a birthday onboard a ship, anchored in some remote part of the world rather than at home with friends and family. Sometimes it seemed like much of his adult life had been spent at sea, rather than on land. After graduating high school, Brett had served four years in the navy as a radioman. When he got out, he'd gone to college courtesy of the G.I. Bill, but after two semesters, decided that more school wasn't for him. For a year, he'd worked for a satellite radio company, but when a corporate merger was held up by the federal government and the company started hemorrhaging money, Brett had been let go. He'd landed on his feet, responding to a note on craigslist.com, and got a job as a communications specialist on the network freighter. Until then, he'd never watched a single episode of Castaways, and now, after working on the show, he avoided episodes like the plague.

The hatch to the compartment opened with a metallic clang and Gina Tremblay, the other communications specialist, stepped into the room. She smiled at him, then waggled the two cups of coffee that were perched precariously in one hand. Brett's gaze drifted to her long, slender legs, but then he noticed that she'd caught him looking. Her smile faltered just a bit. Quickly, he focused instead on her face.

"Coffee for two? You read my mind, Gina."

Her smile returned. "Well, if you want a cup, how about giving me a hand with the door?"

Brett slid out of his chair and closed the hatch behind her, locking the lever in place. Then he gratefully accepted one of the two cups and turned the heat down before returning to his seat. Gina took the chair beside him.

"What are you doing up?" he asked. "You're not supposed to be on until tomorrow morning."

"I couldn't sleep. The storm is tossing the ship around so much, and I had to hang on to my rack just to keep from falling out of it. I gobbled half a dozen packs of crackers to keep from getting sick."

"Yeah," Brett agreed, "it's been bad. It's passing, though. Things should settle down soon."

"Anything from the island?"

"Yeah, actually, I received a transmission just a few minutes ago. It came from Stuart's phone."

"Duh. He's the only one on the island with a phone right now.

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