Author Archives: Requiem for the Damned

Chapter 20* Note to readers: The remaining chapters of this book will only be posted in excerpt form. To obtain a copy of the complete chapter, please request one by completing the Contact Andrew Bowers form. “Déjà vu alright,” muttered Dylan, … Continue reading →

THIRD INTERMISSION – Lena’s Song* Note to readers: The remaining chapters of this book will only be posted in excerpt form. To obtain a copy of the complete chapter, please request one by completing the Contact Andrew Bowers form. “No peeking,” … Continue reading →

Chapter 19* Note to readers: The remaining chapters of this book will only be posted in excerpt form. To obtain a copy of the complete chapter, please request one by completing the Contact Andrew Bowers form. “…five… six… and seven,” I … Continue reading →

Chapter 18* Note to readers: The remaining chapters of this book will only be posted in excerpt form. To obtain a copy of the complete chapter, please request one by completing the Contact Andrew Bowers form. “What are the chances?” murmured … Continue reading →

Chapter 17* Note to readers: The remaining chapters of this book will only be posted in excerpt form. To obtain a copy of the complete chapter, please request one by completing the Contact Andrew Bowers form. Dylan swung on to the … Continue reading →

Chapter 16* It was those hands, one folded in front of the other on the table’s edge, I couldn’t take my eyes off when I entered the room. Lily white and slender, a woman’s hands with long fingers as delicate … Continue reading →

Chapter 15* Yet another barred door rolled shut with a heavy clang that reverberated down the next corridor and automatically locked behind me. Sealed ever deeper within the complex, so dreary and lacking in natural light, its disorienting subterranean quality … Continue reading →

SECOND INTERMISSION From her office window, she watched him shuffle across the street, shoulders hunched, and head down like a kicked dog. Without looking up, he navigated the crowded sidewalk as though being guided by remote control and disappeared through … Continue reading →

Chapter 13* “You really going to meet that motherfucker?” said Dylan Glazer swinging the axe, the black grip of a handgun poking out the back of his elastic blue jeans as he brought it down. The last of the firelogs … Continue reading →

Chapter 12* Had the train been going full tilt when Harold, flying on Oxy, stumbled into its path, there wouldn’t have been much left besides chunks of flesh, organ and bone, perhaps the odd recognizable chunk. But since it had … Continue reading →