By Dean Koontz
In this chilling mystery from number 1 New York Times bestselling writer Dean Koontz, the carnival is coming to town—and it really is like not anything you have ever seen.
Slim MacKenzie isn't any traditional guy. With eyes the colour of twilight, he’s been blessed with a psychic present: premonitions. He’s additionally been cursed, for slender can see the monsters hiding between us, feeding on our suffering...
And whilst slender joins a touring carnival looking sanctuary, what he’ll locate is a looking ground—with humanity because the prey.
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At last, having devolved almost completely, working its huge jaws and gnashing its teeth, clothes hanging absurdly on its altered frame, claws having punched out through the leather of its shoes, it dragged itself across the pavilion floor in my direction. Its malformed shoulders, arms, and hips, all burdened with strange excrescences of useless bone, worked laboriously, although I had the feeling that they would have driven the beast forward with inexplicable grace and speed if it had not been wounded and weakened.
The light glided to another gap. This time it was to my right, several inches beyond the other foot of the corpse. A shiver of relief passed through me, and I took a breath——but held it unreleased when the light moved back a few balusters, seeking its previous point of interest. Panicked, I slid forward as silently as possible, seized the corpse by the arms, and jerked it toward me, though only a couple of inches, not far enough to cause a lot of noise. Again the beam bored through the railing toward the heel of the dead man’s shoe.
Because we were alone here, because there was no one else to see what it became, it risked this revelation. I had witnessed such a thing once before in similar circumstances, with another goblin, in a small town south of Milwaukee. It was no less terrifying the second time. The creature swelled with a new vitality. It seized the handle of the knife in one clawed hand, tore the blade out of its throat, and threw it aside. Slavering, drooling blood, but grinning like a fiend risen from the Pit, it scuttled toward me on all fours.