Hatchford harrison is pronounced dead after drowning in an automobile accident. When he is resuscitated after eighty minutes of freezing death, he finds himself psychically linked to a sociopathic killer.
Through the killer’s eyes, Hatch sees a grewsome world, including a collection of cadavers hidden in an abandoned amusement park.
Gradually, Hatch comes to know something else. The killer is also aware of him and he’s coming for Hatch’s wife and adopted daughter.
Life is a gift that must be given back, and joy should arise from its possession.
It is too damned short, and that is a fact.
Hard to accept, this earthly procession to final darkness is a journey done, circle completed, work of art sublime, a sweet melodic rhyme, a battle won.
An entire world hummed and bustled beyond the dark ramparts of the mountains, yet to Lindsey Harrison the night seemed empty, as hollow as the vacant chambers of a cold, dead heart. Shivering, she slumped deeper in the passenger seat of the Honda.
Serried ranks of ancient evergreens receded up the slopes that flanked the highway, parting occasionally to accommodate sparse stands of winter-stripped maples and birches that poked at the sky with jagged black branches. However, that vast forest and the formidable rock formations to which it clung did not reduce the emptiness of the bitter March night.
