Survive or perish in the dark heart of tomorrow
In the ruins of a nuke-shattered America, every man, woman and child of the apocalyptic frontier makes a perilous journey to the future. But there is a fork that divides the path toward humanity reborn... and the road deep into the hell thats is Deathlands. Ryan Cawdor made his choice long ago, in this barbaric new world that conspires against hope...
MONSTERS, MUTIES AND FREAKS
Eerie remnants of pre-Dark times linger a century after the nuclear blowout. But a traveling road show gives new meaning to the word chiling. Ryan and his warrior group have witnessed this carny's handiwork in the ruins and victims of unsuspecting villes. Even facing tremendous odds does nothing to deter the companions from challenging this wandering death merchant and an army of circus freaks. And no one is aware that a steel-eyed monster from the past is preparing a private act that would give Ryan star billing...
In the Deathlands, all you get is a one-way ticket.
The rider removed his steel mask and bowed deeply
The crowd jumped to its feet, cheering.
Amid the tumult, something on the far side of the center ring caught Ryan's eye. Something flashed behind the mirror wall of the facing trailer. And for a fraction of a second, the silver reflective glass became vaguely, hazily transparent, as if through a pall of oily brown smoke.
Then it was over.
In that frozen moment Ryan glimpsed a ghostly figure whose afterimage was burned deeply into his brain. Spindly-limbed. Slouching. Menacing. Even if he hadn't seen the glare of the light on the steel, he would have known who it was.