The Bone Room

R. Gemmill

Description

DECEIVED.  AMBUSHED.  LOST IN TIME.

In 1938, teachers in Malta took a class on a field trip to see the ancient bones of thousands of people in a cave known as the bone room.  The children and their teachers never returned from the cave. For days, screams could be heard all over the island country, but search efforts turned up nothing.

The good news?  This is the official beginning of The Demon Conspiracy Series.
 
The bad news?  It's based on a true story.
 
The Demon Conspiracy Series is a storm of heart-pounding terror, profound mystery, and unforgettable characters.  It is the only Young Adult novel series required by the American Security Administration to post a warning about potential adverse psychological effects on the reader.

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Sujets

• Science-Fiction
• Toute la Science-Fiction
• Post-Apocalyptic
• Apocalyptic
• Science Fiction
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: eBookIt.com
• Date de parution: 02 février 2018
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9780996373135
• Langue: English

Extrait

THE DOOMSDAY SHROUD


R L Gemmill

Cottingham McMasters Publishing House LLC
This book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is fictionalized or coincidental.
Copyright © 2015 R. L. Gemmill
THE DOOMSDAY SHROUD
All rights reserved.
ISBN-10: 0692527621
Printed in the USA by Cottingham McMasters Publishing House LLC.
Created with Vellum
“For you, Dad. This one might sell.”
Contents



1. Demons Don’t Die

2. The Tortured Souls

3. Homeless in NYC

4. Drink Majik Juice

5. Dr. Carl Merritt

6. Saving Humanity from Injustice

7. Give Us More Magic!

8. The Cave Video

9. Breaking Rocks

10. Target Practice

11. Tracking Matilda

12. A Visit from the ASA

13. The Seven Deadly Signs

14. Kloke & Dagher

15. Facing Demon Chris

16. The Street Wizard Falls

17. Terrorists

18. The Vortex

19. Rebellion

20. Lady Bigfoot and the Mystery Man

21. Back to Pandora’s Cave

22. Granny’s Only Fear

23. Head Butts

24. The Beheading Rock

25. Klawfinger

26. Demon Swarm

27. The Boss’ Pet

28. Ned Taylor’s Last Stand

29. The Cold Night Air

30. The Cave is Closed Forever

31. Interrogation Room

32. Gluckbelly

33. Rewriting History

34. Funeral for a Brother

35. GreenSlade’s Secret


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Appendix

Glossary of Characters

Author’s Note

About the Author
Chapter 1

Demons Don’t Die



KELLY
W hen the demon alarm went off in the house at three in the morning (on a school night, no less), it felt like spikes pounding into Kelly’s eardrums. She hated that thing! But there wasn’t time to worry about the noise. She had to be quick, or she’d be demon fast food before dawn. There was only one reason for the demon alarm to go off. Demons! They were after her again. She put on shoes, grabbed a metal baseball bat, and got ready to rumble.
In the hallway, she met her younger brother Travis, who was loading up a slingshot with an egg-sized steel marble. His white-blond hair stuck up worse than usual, and he was barefoot, but he was ready for battle. Kelly felt scared, but he looked like he wanted a good fight. She doubted he realized what kind of danger they could be in.
I gotchur back , said Travis inside her head. Go to the panic room .
Not yet , she thought back to him. I want to see the demon .
You sure?
Kelly nodded. Their telepathic connection was loud and clear despite the blaring alarm.
All at once Granny Price flew out of her bedroom, still dressed in work clothes. She had on blue jeans, a white blouse, and her black leather jacket with the logo and name of her motorcycle club printed on the back: Satan’s Sidekicks .
Granny shouted over the irritating alarm. “Where’s Angie?” She hefted a ten-pound sledgehammer, though, in Kelly’s opinion, she didn’t need a weapon. That woman was strong. She was fearless, too. She would risk her life to protect Kelly and Travis. Heck, she already had.
A moment later Angie burst from her room carrying an iPad and a container of mace the size of a large bug spray can.
“One demon!” she shouted. “Behind the Christmas tree! This one’s got two heads.” She held up the iPad, which contained an app that ran the security system. On the screen, Kelly saw a digital thermal image of a two-headed something waiting for them in the den downstairs.
Granny squared her broad shoulders. “Crikey, how’d it get in?”
“We’ll figure that out later.”
“Should we wait for the police?” Kelly only asked because some demons could be tough to fight. Plus, they had hooked the alarm system into the local police department so that a squad car would be at the house any moment.
Angie shook her head and pointed to the stairs. “It took them twenty minutes to get here last time. I’ll take the lead.”
Granny raised her hammer. “I got rear.” It sounded more like I got reah. Kelly loved her Australian accent.
It was the third time in a month that demons had tried to grab Kelly in the night. The first time had been right after Thanksgiving when her family saved her, but not before the demons made a wreck of their house. It took two weeks to get the place fixed the way Angie wanted. The same night they moved back in another demon came after her. It was like they’d been watching, waiting for their next chance to get her. By that time the family had been ready.
Motion detectors had caught the creature’s image, and security lights lit up the outside like a football field. The demon had run off. Video surveillance cameras got some great shots of it, so they knew it wasn’t a deer or some other large animal that had set off the alarm. That demon had bright yellow skin, four arms, and his name was Grund. Kelly had met him before. Unlike Grund, the two-headed demon downstairs had somehow gotten past the security system and inside the house.
So why were demons after her? It could have been because she knew about their secret plan to take over the surface of the earth in the next five years. Or maybe it was her telepathy, though Kelly couldn’t read a demon’s mind at all, so technically she wasn’t a threat to them. But demons had human friends, and one of them had a serious problem with her being telepathic.
Until a few weeks ago Kelly figured she was the only telepath in the world, and she’d gotten a little cocky. Then she ran into a man named Mogen Deel, who had the same ability, only he was way stronger and dangerous, too. He’d nearly killed her with his mind! It’s like Granny once said, it doesn’t matter how good you are at something, there’s always going to be someone else who’s better. With demons, Mr. Deel called the shots, and they usually did what he said. For some reason, he wanted Kelly on the demon menu.
I wish Jon and Chris were here , she thought to Travis. We could use the manpower .
Travis nodded. Jon Bishop, their sixteen-year-old brother, was an expert with swords and martial arts. But Jon couldn’t help now; he’d gone off to New York City to become the greatest magician in the world, though, honestly, she almost felt safer now that he wasn’t around since he might have gotten possessed by a demon.
Chris McCormick was their foster dad who had invented a fruit drink a few weeks ago that made the family rich. Right after that, he’d gone crazy, and they locked him away in a psycho ward. Kelly figured a demon had probably possessed him, too.
Kelly and Travis followed Angie down the stairway. The foyer was shadowy, but the den was so black Kelly couldn’t even see the sofa in front of them. Angie slowly reached into the room for the light switch. They tensed, ready for action. She flipped the switch.
Nothing happened. Demons had cut off the power again. Now they had to enter a pitch-black room to fight a two-headed monster that could see in the dark. And the monster wanted to eat Kelly. Nice.
Angie touched the screen on the monitor, and the annoying alarm stopped. OMG! The silence surprised Kelly so much she stumbled into Travis.
“Computer, backup lights!” shouted Angie, probably because her ears were still ringing from the alarm. Her voice triggered the security computer system to use a different power source, and just like that the auxiliary lights came on.
Kelly saw the husky demon crouched in the corner of the den behind the Christmas tree. Sure enough, it had two ugly heads, both covered with scab-like discolored skin with four green eyes on the front of each head. Most of the demons she’d seen before had brightly colored skin, scales, feathers, or fur, but this one was drab olive green with thin orange tiger stripes all down its body. Its eight eyes bulged in surprise when it realized they could see it. It quickly gathered its wits.
“You-ah!” It pointed right at Kelly with a meaty arm. “Da Kelly Bishop-ah. Yer mine-ah!”
One thing about demons was they all had a different way of speaking. Some pronounced words perfectly, while others used accents from all over the world. A few talked weird, like this one. All the ones Kelly had heard so far spoke English.
The demon blinked its eight glow-in-the-dark eyes, then swatted the Christmas tree out of the way with webbed hands. Glass shattered as lights and decorations flew everywhere. The creature lumbered straight at Kelly, crushing presents on the floor in its haste.
Since Kelly was the one-and-only person in the house that demons ever came for, her job was to get to the panic room that Angie had had built in the basement. The rest of the family would do the fighting. It sounded wimpy, but Kelly wasn’t one of those super girls who beat up all the bad guys. She gripped the bat firmly and started toward the kitchen.
The demon charged. Angie stepped in its way. She sprayed a long blast of mace straight into the eyes on its left head. The demon yelped and covered the burning eyes with one hand, but it could still see just fine with the four eyes on its right head. It stiff-armed Angie. She flipped over the recliner and fell out of sight.
A second later, her head popped over the chair. “Mom!”
“Got it, Angie!” Granny took the sledgehammer and popped the demon under its right chin. The demon straightened up with the blow. It back-pedaled a few steps. Granny popped it again. And again. Each time the hammer struck, the demon stumbled in reverse. But this beast was tough and strong, too. It yanked the sledgehammer out of Granny’s hands and let it fly across the room. Kelly heard it crash into something and wondered what else in their house had gotten destroyed.
While Granny wrestled with the creature, she yelled. “Kelly, go!” A moment later, the monster tossed her out of the way and came after Kelly again.
Kelly sprinted through the kitchen to the basement steps. Travis and the demon were on her heels. In the distance,