Mr. Sandman - A Thrilling Novel - Lyle Howard - [EPUB][N27]seeders: 3
leechers: 3
Mr. Sandman - A Thrilling Novel - Lyle Howard - [EPUB][N27] (Size: 1015.57 KB)
Description Mr. Sandman: A Thrilling Novel by Lyle Howard Language: English | Format: EPUB | ISBN-10: 1506189024 | ISBN-13: 978-1506189024 Page count: 418 | Date Published: January 10, 2015 | Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform  Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Supernatural CONTENTS 4 Parts Excerpt: March 12, 1965 A military installation somewhere in the Mojave Desert... The quarantined operating theater that had been built two levels beneath the mess hall had been purified five times in the three days prior. Now all that was left to do was to immerse the operating room in a concentrated antiseptic solution to eliminate any chance of foreign infections. The technicians that methodically sprayed the room wore heavy, white rubber suits with squared-off hoods. Each hood sported a clear plastic patch across the eyes, about the size of a dollar bill, for the technicians to see through. It was obvious by the way the two workers stumbled awkwardly around the operating venue that these suits were built for safety and not for comfort. From inside one of the two scuba-looking tanks the technicians wore on their backs, a thick white foam erupted through hand-held nozzles. The dense foam clung to the aqua-colored tile walls as long as it possibly could, until gravity got the better of it, slowly allowing it to slide into a waiting drain on the operating room floor. The taller and darker of the two technicians, Willy Blanchard, could feel the tanks on his back growing lighter by the second as he dispensed the noxious cleaning agent. Feeling the sweat flooding out of every pore on his body, he turned his attention from the walls to the stainless steel operating table in the center of the room. The table reminded him of the long, silver counters on which steer carcasses were carved, back in the packing houses of his native Wisconsin. If there hadn't been a pair of stirrups protruding from the end of this slab, he would have been tempted to look beneath the table to see if it had been manufactured by the same company that made the slaughtering counters. Willy pulled the trigger on the nozzle and within seconds, the cold steel operating platform was buried beneath a layer of gummy, white foam. "Switch tanks!" came the muffled instructions from Willy' s partner, Harry "Shaky" Weldon. Everyone that worked on the top-secret Sandman Project just referred to Weldon as Shaky because of his nervous disorder and his hyperactive personality. Sharing Widget |