Evan Hughes works nights at the hospital. He is used to quiet corridors, long hours, and the strange stillness that settles over the building after midnight. What he is not used to is the feeling that something is following him home. It begins with small slips. A delayed reflection. A voice that sounds like his own but speaks when he does not. A sense that the space around him is thinner than it should be, as if the world has worn down in places and something beneath it is pressing through. Evan tells himself it is exhaustion. It is not exhaustion. The presence that watches him is patient. It learns him. It tests his movements. It rehearses his thoughts. And when it finally understands how to use him, the boundary between worlds begins to tear. Dragged between reality and the place beneath it, Evan discovers the truth about the Inbetween. It is not a dream. It is not a hallucination. It is not a haunting. It is a structure. It is a hunger. It is alive. And it has chosen him as the opening it needs. As the tear widens and the presence begins to cross, Evan fights to hold on to the last pieces of himself. But the Inbetween does not take bodies. It takes identity. It takes memory. It takes the shape of a person and hollows it out from the inside. By the time anyone notices Evan Hughes is missing, something else is already walking in his place. A quiet, suffocating, folklore-rooted horror, The Inbetween explores what happens when the world thins, when the dark behind the walls reaches through, and when a person becomes the doorway for something that should never have been allowed to cross. The Inbetween is real. It is open. And it is not finished.
ThriftBooks sells millions of used books at the lowest everyday prices. We personally assess every book's quality and offer rare, out-of-print treasures. We deliver the joy of reading in recyclable packaging with free standard shipping on US orders over $20. ThriftBooks.com. Read more. Spend less.