Atlantis
THE ATLANTIS TRILOGY, BOOK I: ATLANTIS: THE CONSPIRACY
Written by Brandon Krupczak
Wellie Delmer as Holly Dayne
Emma Reifenberger as Scarlett Miller
Brandon Krupczak as Matthew Kenderson
Madeline Hill as Kate Alabaster
Stephen Borrelli as Dr. Stephens
Just for confirmation, these chapters are all from our first book in the Atlantis Trilogy, Atlantis: The Conspiracy. So, if you want to see a sneak preview of our second book, Atlantis: Harvest Reaper, click on the link below titled Atlantis: Harvest Reaper. Click on any of these links to take you to the different chapters in the first book.
"Doctor! Is there a doctor?!" The hoarse scream from the car. The pitch of it was agonizing; the scream's owner seemed to be in a little trouble.
Eddie Lagos peered out of the small clinic window. No one ever came here, not to the Northern outskirts of Daytona when the city itself was home to a number of cheaper, better quality health-care options. Yet here this strange black-haired man with his strange dark green car was, middle of July and rainy as ever. There was something strange about this rain, though. It had just appeared. One moment the skies were clear, the next tortured, twisted thunderheads poured from some unseen vent in the ozone and cast a dark shadow over ground.
Eddie felt inexplicably saddened with this change of weather. He had shaken himself; what did he care? It was just a little rain, tapping harmlessly, if relentlessly, at the roof of his clinic. Who was this man? He screamed again, a ghastly, gruesome scream that cut the heavy, close afternoon air.
Eddie called over to his assistant, Amy, and she nodded before opening the doors to the small medical center. The dark-haired man slumped a little in relief, before turning back to his car and grappling with some object rested across the two seats in the middle. Obviously something heavy and delicate, by the way he handled it - no, him, as he handled a young man and draped him over a muscled shoulder. He rushed towards the center with the youth on his arm still, and Amy rushed out to grab him.
As the youth was transferred between arms, Eddie saw him fall into the light that was cast from the floods mounted on the door. He widened his eyes in shock as the poor retch was gently eased through the door, feebly waving his hands and moaning out loud.
Amy set him down on the table, still whimpering and choking.
