We know the apocalypse.
It has been 200 long days since the drum began. Nature, humanity, people, weather, and even reality itself has been mutilated and rearranged in every conceivable way since that demon thunder started. There is no end to this nightmare. It is a maze within a maze. I continue to wander through it all, until I'm either back at the beginning, completely lost, or even dead. At least I know part of what made our living shadows. Our Unnamed. There are others like me who are willing to fight, die, and hide for a chance to strike back at this green hell. I have seen the drum. You'll see it too. Soon you'll know where the devils sleep. Book Five in the Greenland Diaries Series