Shadow of the World, Sand Part One by Gregory Carrico

Title: Shadow of the World, Sand Part One

Author: Gregory Carrico

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 Shadow of the world coverIn this gritty “Dark Knight” meets “The Wire” superhero series, an ex-con tries to overcome his blackouts and memory loss with the help of his prison psychiatrist. Along with his returning memories, he finds evidence that his daughter and grandson are in grave danger from a brutal killer with a grudge. But he also discovers a side to his personality that only comes out during his blackouts: a superhero with telepathic powers. As he finds himself in a complex world of betrayal, dangerous alien biotechnology, and a dimensional rift to a world of waking nightmares, can he bring together the fragments of his broken mind in time to save his family, or is everything he thinks he knows just another figment of a deluded killer’s imagination?


Author picGregory Carrico is a former dental practice management consultant and software trainer. Abandoning his dream of working the daily grind until death, he was forced into the thankless life of a fiction writer. Now an Best Selling horror and science fiction writer, as well as a 2013 HFA Author of the Year Finalist, he finds a small degree of succor in crafting despicable bad guys and then tricking readers into caring about them.

When not creating new worlds and plotting their destruction, he advocates for adopting rescue dogs, and politely urges slower drivers to get out of the passing lane.


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The Shadow of the World, Book One of Sand: Amazon



The sand was back. It stirred in shadowy corners of Wayne’s mind, threatening to whip into a debilitating storm. His psychiatrist from prison thought his description of the Sand was a good metaphor for the confused state that always preceded his blackouts. To Wayne, it was no metaphor.

He had suffered these attacks for three years and thought he had finally overcome them. He even dared to hope they would never return. But he knew the warning signs. Another attack was coming.

Confusion settled over his mind like a dense cloud of dust, making simple concentration a chore. It added a touch of gloss to his eyes and a hint of weight to his eyelids.

The herd of Friday, end-of-shift hospital employees crowded the hallway. He shambled along with them, letting them corral him toward the elevators.

He had promised the HR manager he would leave the hospital directly, but he had to make one more stop. It wasn’t like they could fire him again. They had already played that hand. Twice.

Darth Vader’s theme music marched from his pocket. He had jokingly assigned the ringtone to Garret Owens, the hospital’s managing director and Wayne’s oldest friend. A couple of jackasses walking near him reached for their phones, too. Idiots.

Fishing the phone from his pocket, he ducked into an alcove by a door labeled “Private.” He reached for the ID badge he no longer had, to unlock it, but settled for facing the corner. It was a little more private than running with the lemmings in the main hall, so he answered his phone.

“Garret. I’m glad you called,” Wayne said, his distracted tone contradicting his words.

“What the hell, Wayne?” Garret asked. He sounded like he was talking through clenched teeth.

“I’m in six or seven different hells at the moment. Which one are we talking about?” The important-looking envelope in his pocket held a signed copy of his termination notice. Garret must have just found out. Their friendship since childhood was already under serious strain.

“I just hung up with Ryan from HR. What’s this noise about you harassing the cafeteria cashier this morning? Someone told security you were screaming at each other.”

The sand had crept out of the corners, and was blowing unfettered through Wayne’s mind. He stayed calm with a Herculean effort. The shit storm falling on his epically horrible day showed no signs of abating, and the loud argument with his daughter in front of customers had only been the opening bell.

“I’m sorry, Garret. I really am, but…”

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