The Last Town (The Wayward Pines Trilogy)
Blake Crouch
Language: English
Pages: 306
ISBN: 1477822585
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The third book in the international runaway bestseller series that inspired the most watched summer show of 2015. From executive producer M. Night Shyamalan, Wayward Pines returns May 25th, 2016 and airs Wednesdays at 9/8c on FOX.
Welcome to Wayward Pines, the last town.
Secret Service agent Ethan Burke arrived in Wayward Pines, Idaho, three weeks ago. In this town, people are told who to marry, where to live, where to work. Their children are taught that David Pilcher, the town’s creator, is god. No one is allowed to leave; even asking questions can get you killed.
But Ethan has discovered the astonishing secret of what lies beyond the electrified fence that surrounds Wayward Pines and protects it from the terrifying world beyond. It is a secret that has the entire population completely under the control of a madman and his army of followers, a secret that is about to come storming through the fence to wipe out this last, fragile remnant of humanity.
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Ethan said. He could hear the abbies’ footfalls in the stream, closing in behind them. Kept glancing back into the dark, kept seeing nothing. And they were running, Maggie out in front, Ethan and Hecter abreast, elbows grazing every few strides. They crossed a junction. Through the tunnel to their right came screaming, shrieking, wailing— HAROLD BALLINGER The people at the back shouted first. Screams in the darkness. Human. Inhuman. “—Run, run, run,.
Reached down and grabbed Ben’s hand, pulling him in front of her. They pushed their way through the threshold of the massive door. The tunnel echoed with voices, everyone fighting to reach the daylight at the opening. Theresa and Ben emerged under a midday sky so blue it looked fake. She stepped right to the edge of the cliff and took a stomach-swimming glance straight down. Said, “Oh Jesus.” At least twenty abbies had begun to scale the cliff. Another fifty were gathering.
Theresa heard the faintest sound. Like a shard of glass splintering. Thinking, Please be an abby. Please. “Most of this town was killed last night,” Theresa said. “I don’t know how many of us are even left.” Another piece of glass crunched. Theresa raised her voice a notch. “But no matter how you feel toward my husband, how can you think that killing two of us who happened to survive is what’s best for our species? We’re on the verge of extinction!” “Wow, that’s a.
Physically close to him again. Before she’d given him up for dead, she’d made it a habit of imagining their reunion. None of those fantasies had been anything like the real thing. “Are you sleeping all right?” Theresa asked. “It’s funny. You don’t know how many nights out in the wild I dreamed of sleeping in a bed again. All the pillows, the covers, the warmth, the safety. Being able to reach out in the dark to a bedside table and wrap my hand around a cool glass of water. But since I’ve.
She remembered. They’d become wiry and hard as steel, and there was dirt from beyond the fence embedded so deep underneath his fingernails she couldn’t imagine it ever washing away. “Be with me, Theresa, whatever that means in this new world we’re living in.” Tears dripped off her chin onto the floor. Her voice trembled. She said, “I’m already—” “I know you’re married, I know Ethan’s here, but I don’t give a shit and you shouldn’t either. Life is too hard and too short not to.