By Lauren DeStefano
Chance descends within the moment ebook of The Internment Chronicles, from the hot York instances bestselling writer of The Chemical backyard trilogy.
After escaping Internment, Morgan and her fellow fugitives land at the flooring to ultimately find out about the area underneath their floating island home.
The floor is an odd position the place water falls from the sky as snow, and other people watch relocating images and stopover at speakeasies. a spot the place households may have as many childrens as they need, their lifeless are buried in monstrous gardens of our bodies, and Internment is the characteristic of an leisure park.
It is usually a land at war.
Everyone who fled Internment had their very own purposes to flee their corrupt haven, yet now they’re stuck less than the watchful eye of one other king who desires to dominate his global. they could have made it to the floor, yet have they dragged Internment with them?
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My body felt a staggering wave of relief. “Too late,” I said. ” I could feel the host’s reaction to this—could feel it much too strongly. The host was almost… smug. I allowed the words she thought to be spoken, so that I could learn from them. ” The Seeker pounced on the pronoun. ” The black wall slammed down with more force than she’d used before. She was the tiniest fraction of a second too late. Again, the face filled my mind. The beautiful face with the golden tan skin and the light-flecked eyes.
It seared with sharp color and ringing sound. Cold on her skin, pain gripping her limbs, burning them. The taste was fiercely metallic in her mouth. And there was the new sense, the fifth sense I’d never had, that took the particles from the air and transformed them into strange messages and pleasures and warnings in her brain—scents. They were distracting, confusing to me, but not to her memory. The memory had no time for the novelties of smell. The memory was only fear. Fear locked her in a vise, goading the blunt, clumsy limbs forward but hampering them at the same time.
The walls were light green—a calming color, but also the color of sickness. A poor choice, in my quickly formed opinion. The people facing me were more interesting than the room. The word doctor sounded in my mind as soon as my eyes fastened on the Healer. He wore loose-fitting blue green clothes that left his arms bare. Scrubs. He had hair on his face, a strange color that my memory called red. Red! It had been three worlds since I had seen the color or any of its relatives. Even this gingery gold filled me with nostalgia.