Author: Gregory Reeves

Cited by

• Isabel Allende (1)
  • IN: The Infinite Plan (1993) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: I am alone, at dawn, on the mountaintop. Below, through the milky mist, I see the bodies of my friends. Some that have rolled down the slopes lie like disjointed red dolls; others are ashen statues surprised by the eternity of death. Stealthy shadows are climbing toward me. Silence. I wait. They approach. I fire against dark silhouettes in black pajamas, faceless ghosts. I feel the recoil of the machine gun; I grip it so tightly my hands burn as incandescent lines of fires cross through the sky, but there is no sound. The attackers have become transparent; they are not stopped by the bullets that pass right through them, they continue their implacable advance. I am surrounded... Silence... My own scream wakes me, and I keep screaming, screaming...
    FROM: NULL, (1993), Fictional, NULL