Book 4 in the Phoenix ShiftARS Series
My mates are the only people I can trust. Even my grandfather has to earn the loyalty he wants. But he’s right about us needing to get away from it all, some familiar faces from my mates' past give us a place to lay low and regroup. Yet our group has never been more divided. Hopefully a nice holiday in the snowy alps is just what the doctor ordered.
Nope. The doctor ordered a heavy dose of anti-psychotics, and with the voices getting louder, I need to decide if I want to silence them.
I was dead. Not near death, or gone for a few minutes. I died. I was buried. There was a funeral and everyone came. My mates mourned me.
Then the darkness of nothing lifted and now I'm back.
But I've changed; my mates have changed. And I've just met the most amazing person. Harlow is a blast from the past and a missing piece in my life. But... he is part of something huge, and, I'm not sure if anyone realises, but this young man is insane.
Utterly round the bend, bonkers, fell down the rabbit hole kind of crazy. But my heart say sign me up anyway.
It’s Christmas, and my mates want to show me that this time of year can be fun. My experiences have been less than convincing so far and I’d rather forget the whole thing. A couple of visitors from my mates past soon become welcome friends in an increasingly difficult world. My voices are getting harder to hide. I think I’m going crazy. You know what they say; crazy attracts crazy. I just wasn’t expecting it to be in the form of the Krampus.
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and only one thing can save this from becoming another year of disappointment. One little red box that’s always under the tree. No matter where I am or what I’m doing, that one small, unlabelled present is my only constant.