Sneak Peek: Geddy’s Moon

Today we have a sneak peek from author John Mulhall’s new supernatural thriller, Geddy’s Moon.

Geddy’s Moon is a supernatural thriller centered around Tyler, an amnesiac, drifting aimlessly, struggling to regain his lost memories. When he arrives in Geddy’s Moon, a sleepy town in the middle of the Kansas wheat fields, he finds himself tormented by nightmares that grow more unsettling each night. What horrific events took place before Tyler arrived in Geddy’s Moon? As the pieces of his fractured memory begin to fall into place, he fears that it may already be too late to keep himself, and those he’s begun to care about, safe from a vicious evil.

Geddy’s Moon is available from Amazon.com and Amazon UK.

Here is an excerpt from Geddy’s Moon

Screaming in his ears.

He felt himself running quickly in the darkness, moving through the ditch, his clothes in tatters.

Faster, he thought, gotta move!

He had to maneuver through the brush, past thickets of reeds. Quickly! Past a small, trickling stream. Over a bed of rocks. How long was this ditch?

Suddenly he felt himself trip. His hands went out in front of him to break his fall – he felt his fingertips break the surface of the stream first. And then the rest of him. His body was covered in a thick and muddy sludge.

Quickly! Can’t stop now, he thought as he picked himself up and began to run again. His wet clothing was bogging him down.

There it was again, the screaming in his ears.

No, not screaming.

Something else. Like an animal in pain. Moving closer. Behind him.

Gotta move! Gotta get away!

He felt his feet thudding against the earth, his breaths heaving heavy in his chest, sticking in his throat. And then a second set of breaths. A second set of feet impacting the soil. Something behind him. Something big. Something close.

No!” he felt himself whisper, and he tried to increase his speed. But his legs ached already – how long could he endure?

Gotta move!

The screaming echoed in his ears, more like a wail. Deep and guttural. Was it a dog? Some rabid dog? He didn’t turn to look, afraid of what he might see. He just kept moving.

It was getting closer.

Whatever it was, it was gaining. He could hear it breathing, the wetness of its mouth. There was no escape. He could hear it growling as it ran up behind him, gaining ground.

Then suddenly, the ditch ended in front of him, and there was nowhere left to go. He ran at the slope with all his force, trying to climb, hoping for a handhold, but it was no use. He felt himself sliding back.

And it was right behind him now.

He turned quickly, but it was too late. It was on him.

A flash of crimson and bone, and it was over.


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