Techno-thriller Books Novels & Stories

Only one thing reassures me: it seems that they lose their power at sunrise. I close my last manual, pick up the pile and I put each book back in its place. My hands are trembling dangerously and my heart rate betrays my anxiety. While putting the last book down, I stay an instant with a hand placed on the edge, thinking. Right now, I have to look for another place to live, and it has to be fast!

His other hand was in the pocket of his coat. "Okay, let's go then," I mumbled to myself and put the bowl in the lock. The fret jumbled as it turned into it. Click. With a quick step to the side, out of the line of fire, I yanked the door open. Nothing happened. I waited, but no proles jumped out to pounce on us. The empty frame was like a dark throat into another dimension. Not even a breeze dared to move in these seconds. Boiler rooms had always seemed suspicious to me and having a monster lurking down there didn't make it any better at that moment.