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"Rex Rising is crazy science fiction done right."
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From the Back Cover
The small wound was above his left hipbone. He pressed downharder to staunch the bleeding and gritted his teeth. His pulse leaped underhis palm as he sat shivering on a hard, cold bench. He rested his other hand onthe grip of his holstered gun. In his blurry eyes, everything had a shimmeringedge, suspended between reality and dream.
Then the world tilted.
Elei jerked and sharp pain erupted in his side. Hissing, hedrew his gun and waited. His possessed eye throbbed; cronion, the strongest ofhis resident parasites, hated surprises. The world lit up in bright colors. Be ready. His heart pounded in hischest, sent bruising beats against his ribs. He swallowed past a dry throat andgripped his gun until his knuckles creaked.
Nothing moved. Oblong objects around him pulsed in cool huesof green and blue. Safe. Nothing living.He relaxed a little. For a while he simply sat, left hand pressing against thewound, the cold metal barrel of the gun held against his right thigh.
"Hey, you," a man's voice said from behind.
Clamping his jaw, Elei lifted the gun and turned to point inthe general direction of the voice. Cold wind blew his jacket hood back,allowing him a wider view. The man appeared at the right periphery of Elei'stainted vision -- a splash of red. He went still when Elei cocked the hammer.The click rang too loud in the quiet.
"Calm down, will you," the man said, raising his hands."Just checking on you. You're bleeding all over my boat."
The boatman. Eleilet out a breath and lowered the gun, but didn't click the safety back on, justin case. The cold breeze ruffled his short hair and water splashed andmurmured. The low hum of an engine set his teeth on edge. What was he doing ina boat out at sea? He prodded his memories, but came up blank.