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place that loves a good scare as much as the next person, ESPECIALLY with the
Fall winds blow, the leaves begin to change and Halloween begins creeping ever
so slowly closer. (Muwhahahaha! ^_^)
Today is a day for announcements, celebrations, and spotlights…and
this one is getting directed over at the tall vaguely creepy (meant in the
nicest way) guy standing against the tree there….
….yes, you.
That “you” is author SCOTT NICHOLSON. Perhaps you recognize the name? If not from a post or two (or three or more) on my site, then you’re bound to have spotted him somewhere out in the blogosphere, on various social media outlets or even at your favorite book related online retailers because he makes his presence known…and here he goes again!
This time around, we’re taking a glimpse at his latest
SPOOKY thriller to hit ebook shelves about what happens when the “experiments
at a group home for troubled children bring back the spirits of the home's
former inhabitants--from when it was an insane aslyum.” *-*
Yep, spooky is probably an understatement, but remember, tis the
season! The title of this latest gem is…
The Home
From the author’s site…
When twelve-year-old Freeman Mills arrives at Wendover, a group home for troubled children, it’s a chance for a fresh start. But second chances aren’t easy for Freeman, the victim of painful childhood experiments that gave him the ability to read other people’s minds.
Little does Freeman know that his transfer was made at the request of Dr. Richard Kracowski, whose research into the brain’s electrical properties is revealing new powers of the human mind. Kracowski is working for a secret society called the Trust, but also has his own agenda in exploring the nature of the soul. His experiments have an unexpected side effect, though. The electromagnetic fields used in his experiments are summoning the ghosts of the patients who died at Wendover back when it was a psychiatric ward.
Meanwhile, the Trust is installing sophisticated equipment in the home’s basement, aggressively probing the threshold between life and death. And they’ve brought in another scientist who doesn’t share Dr. Kracowski’s reluctance to push the limits.
This scientist is a pioneer in ESP induction, and he performed most of his work on a very special subject: his son, Freeman Mills.
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Sounds good, right?
WAIT…it gets better!
For this spotlight, I’ve been granted an excerpt from the
book, Chapter 13 to be precise, about a little episode that happens during a
routine medical test…or at least it would be routine at any OTHER
facility. Let’s read!
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CHAPTER
EXCERPT
THE
HOME by Scott Nicholson
(From
Chapter 13)
Brooks pointed to the screen.
“What in the devil is that?”
The boy’s cerebral cortex was
displaying an anomalous reading. Kracowski checked the EEG. The graph twitched
upward in a rapid-cycling peak, as if the circuits of the boy’s brain had fused
together and his synapses were overloading. The boy was having a seizure.
“That’s impossible,” Kracowski
said.
In Thirteen, Freeman trembled, his
teeth clenched, and his eyes rolled up inside his skull. He fell back on the
bed, his arms rigid by his sides. His head flopped, knocking against the thin
mattress so hard that Kracowski could hear it through the microphone.
“What’s going on?” Brooks shouted.
“Better call an ambulance,” McKaye
said. McDonald said nothing, folded his arms, and watched the boy.
Kracowski met Bondurant’s look of
panic with a concerned but calm smile. “That won’t be necessary, gentlemen.
It’s only part of the procedure. This boy’s fields must be in particular
disharmony to cause such distress.”
“Is he breathing?” Brooks asked,
straining to peer through the glass.
The boy twitched and writhed.
Kracowski was relieved to note that the boy’s tongue protruded between his
lips, so at least he wasn’t suffocating himself. The doctor clicked up another
screen and checked the data. The treatment should be winding down now, a
current in millivolts running through the boy’s skin and bones. The
electromagnetic pulses were running in a programmed and syncopated sequence,
massaging the boy’s emotional trouble spots.
“What’s his diagnosis?” Kracowski
asked Bondurant, even though he was familiar with the case file. He simply
wanted Bondurant to run down the laundry list in order to make the resultant
healing even more impressive.
“Rapid-cycle manic depression,”
Bondurant said. “Suicidal tendencies. Kleptomania, antisocial behavior,
cyclothymia, possible mild schizophrenia. Plus he’s an unrepentant little
sinner.”
“See, gentlemen? This boy is very
troubled. The deeper the disease, the harsher the cure must be.”
Brooks and McKaye stared at the
epileptic boy. Brooks said under his breath, “If he dies—”
“I never let them die,” Kracowski
said, managing to convince even himself.
Soon Freeman Mills would be
properly aligned, if he lived long enough. McDonald would have his weapon and
Kracowski would have his glory. Kracowski would succeed where Dr. Kenneth Mills
and all his other predecessors had failed.
“Doctor,” McDonald said. “I think
these gentlemen have seen enough. Why don’t you revive the boy?”
Bondurant’s glasses had fogged
from the heat of the laboratory.
“Let it finish,” Kracowski said.
He looked through the two-way mirror. Freeman thrashed beneath the restraints,
his muscles twitching. There must have been some trick of reflection, because
for the briefest of moments, Kracowski saw the boy standing at the glass, pressing
his palms outward, his mouth open in a voiceless scream. Kracowski blinked and
the illusion passed.
The boy was passive now, his jerks
subsiding. Kracowski looked at the separate monitors, checked the EEG and the
MRI scans. The boy’s heart was working steadily, blood flow to the brain
normal, pulse up a bit but stable. He was alive.
He was more than alive. He was
cured.
And, if Kracowski had arrayed the
wavelength sequences correctly, the boy would score unusually high on the ESP
card test. But no need for Brooks, McKaye, or Bondurant to know about that
particular side effect.
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Oooh….so I wonder what he plans to use the boy for exactly?
Curiouser and curiouser….
…anywho, you’ve checked out the title, sampled the story,
and now it’s time for YOU to score a chance to WIN in….
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Nicholson to celebrate the launch of his paranormal thriller The Home, which as it just so happens is
in development as a feature film by North of Seven Productions! (Way to go!)
Ready, set, GO!
Special thanks to author Scott Nicholson for the chance to
participate in this promotion.
(THANKS!) For more information on
this title as well as his complete catalog (which is pretty extensive!), feel
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Until next time, GOOD LUCK, spread the word…and happy haunted reading!
