Skein

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Title: Skein
Publisher: Blackfly Presses
Editor:
Author(s): V.R. Trakowski
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Date(s): "revised and expanded from the net," 2005 or before
Medium: print
Genre: gen
Fandom: Prey
Language: English
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Skein is a gen Prey novel by V.R. Trakowski.

Summary

Summary from Agent With Style: "Tom Daniels is locked up in a secret facility. Walter Attwood and Ray Peterson are on the run. And Sloan Parker and Ed Tate are under surveillance. Can they manage to reunite and find out just what the October deadline for Homos dominant involves? Taking up where the series left off, this novel answers many of the questions left hanging when the series ended: Does Tom escape? What happened to the rest of the team? And what exactly does the new species' deadline mean for the rest of humanity?"

Excerpt

Excerpt from publisher:

"He had been alone in the dark for so long.

It wasn't just the dark, of course, but everything else as well; he knew that. The chill, his acid thirst, the inexorable captivity; a cage so small he could not even stand upright, icy bars of hardened steel. But the screaming fear at the bottom of his stomach was not for himself, but for Sloan. Had they taken her too, in another vehicle? Was she, even now, being tormented in some other room, helpless before the bland figures that came and went, and commented on his suffering in detached tones? Or had they shot her and left her to die in the street?

He was able to put off that last image when it came, red hair soaking a darker red against the asphalt, arms limp and warm eyes turned vacant to the sky, with the reminder that they had drugged Ed the same way they had drugged him. They had come to capture, not kill.

But he still didn't know. He couldn't sense her, couldn't sense anyone he knew—not Sloan, and not the others he had learned, Ed and Attwood and even Ray Peterson. There were no others like himself about, unless they were masking, but he didn't think they could. Not for so long. He wasn't sure how long he'd been there anymore..."