By Richard Lee Byers
HE CROSSED THE TIME BARRIER OF THE LIVING – AND ENTERED A DIMENSION RULED BY THE DEAD.
Like a movie the vision replayed through Jack Stone’s head. He could see his twenty-two-year-old sister’s sandy curls, her creamy complexion, her happy smile as she entered the motel room. And then it would happen, she’d turn to see the burly, middle-aged guy holding the gleaming silver blade.
Jack always tried to warn her., to scream, “Cheryl!,” but she couldn’t hear him. Cheryl had been horribly murdered three weeks ago, and no matter how many times the horrific visions played through his brain, Jack could do nothing now to help her.
If only he could find a way to turn back time, get to his sister before the serial killer. If only he could save her from her hideous death. Jack Stone is about to get his wish.
And he’s about to discover that breaking the time barriers of the living opens a nightmare dimension where demons rule the dead.