By Justin Cronin
This paperback version includes:
* An excerpt of The Twelve
* A revealing interview with writer Justin Cronin
NAMED one of many TEN top NOVELS OF THE yr by means of TIME MAGAZINE AND the most effective BOOKS OF THE 12 months by means of
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An epic and gripping story of disaster and survival, The Passage is the tale of Amy—abandoned via her mom on the age of six, pursued after which imprisoned through the shadowy figures in the back of a central authority scan of apocalyptic proportions. yet designated Agent Brad Wolgast, the lawman despatched to trace her down, is disarmed via the apparently quiet girl—and hazards every little thing to avoid wasting her. because the test is going nightmarishly unsuitable, Wolgast secures her escape—but he can’t cease society’s cave in. And as Amy walks on my own, throughout miles and a long time, right into a destiny darkish with violence and depression, she is full of the mysterious and terrifying wisdom that in basic terms she has the ability to avoid wasting the ruined international.
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He seemed down on the girl’s drowsing shape and lightly touched her hand. “Over eventually. ” Wolgast may possibly stand it not more. “What’s over? ” Lear lifted his face; his eyes have been filled with tears. “Everything. ” Lear led them down the hall, Wolgast sporting Amy in his hands. The air smelled burnt, like molten plastic. As they grew to become the nook towards the elevator, Wolgast observed the 1st physique. It was once Fortes. There wasn’t a lot left. His physique seemed smeared, love it were hit and dragged by way of whatever large. Pooling blood glistened lower than the throb of the emergency lighting fixtures. past Fortes was once one other one, or so Wolgast notion. It took him a second to appreciate he used to be taking a look at extra of Fortes, only a assorted a part of him. Amy’s eyes have been closed, yet Wolgast did his most sensible to hide them besides, urgent her face to his chest. past Fortes lay extra our bodies, or 3, he couldn’t inform. the ground was once slick with blood, a lot blood that he felt his ft sliding on it, the grease of human continues to be. The elevator used to be blown away, not anything greater than a gap, its darkened inside lit via the dancing sparks of damaged wiring. Its heavy steel doorways had shot around the hallway, caving within the contrary wall. below the angular gentle of the emergency beams, Wolgast may well see extra lifeless males, infantrymen, beaten through items of the door. a 3rd was once propped opposed to the wall, seated like a guy taking a siesta, other than he was once resting in a pool of his personal blood. His face used to be drawn and dessicated; his uniform hung limply on his body, as though it have been a measurement too huge. Wolgast tore his gaze away. “How will we get out of right here? ” “This way,” Lear acknowledged. The fog had lifted from him; he was once natural urgency and function now. “Quickly. ” Down one other hall. doorways stood open all up and down its length—heavy steel doorways, similar to the person who resulted in Amy’s chamber. And at the ground of the hallway, extra our bodies, yet Wolgast didn’t—couldn’t—count. The partitions have been riddled with bullet holes, cartridges lay all around the flooring, their brass casings glowing. Then a guy stepped via one of many doorways. now not stepped: stumbled. an immense smooth guy, just like the ones who’d brought Wolgast’s nutrition to his room, although his face was once now not standard. He was once keeping a hand to a deep gash on his neck, the blood flowing via and round his palms the place they pressed into his flesh. His blouse, a white medical institution tunic like Wolgast’s, used to be a glistening bib of blood. “Hey,” he acknowledged. “Hey. ” He checked out the 3 of them, then up and down the corridor. He appeared to not realize the blood or, if he did, to not care. “What occurred to the lighting fixtures? ” Wolgast didn’t comprehend what to assert. A wound like that—the guy may be lifeless already. Wolgast couldn’t think he used to be even status. “Oooo,” the bleeding guy acknowledged, wobbling on his toes. “I gotta sit. ” He slid seriously to the ground, his physique seeming to collapse on itself, like a tent with no poles. He took a protracted breath and seemed up at Wolgast. His physique shuddered with a deep twitch. “Am I … asleep? ” Wolgast stated not anything. The query made no feel to him.