“As she ran, a memory uncurled in her mind and spread out before her and it felt like she was running into the memory.”
J.C. Morrows, Taken“I pushed my over-taxed muscles even harder. I could already hear the sound of the heavy wheels that moved the doors into place. And I knew I was not going to make it . . .”
J.C. Morrows, Life After E.L.E.