Devil's Playground

Devil's Playground

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by A. P. Fuchs, Keith Gouveia
     
 
When Adam Eyre and his friends go out trick-or-treating, they find the trick is on them when they stop at the wrong house, one belonging to the devil. What was suppose to be a night of fun and frolic turns into a race of survival where their friendships will be put to the test. Who will survive, and who will be stuck in Forever Hallowe'en? Three years later, Max Rewen

Overview

When Adam Eyre and his friends go out trick-or-treating, they find the trick is on them when they stop at the wrong house, one belonging to the devil. What was suppose to be a night of fun and frolic turns into a race of survival where their friendships will be put to the test. Who will survive, and who will be stuck in Forever Hallowe'en? Three years later, Max Rewen, having been captured by the devil a hundred years before while dressed as Jack the Ripper, teams up with Adam and his friend Nancy to beat the devil at his own game. He has an idea, one that could set them free, but when it's executed, he and his new friends soon realize they got more than they bargained for and now the devil is hunting them down. Will they survive the devil's playground or will Max be Forever Jack?

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781897217252
Publisher:
Coscom Entertainment
Publication date:
10/28/2005
Pages:
88
Product dimensions:
5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.21(d)

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Hearing the doorbell ring, Adam Eyre hustled down the stairs, two at a time; a practice his mother swore would be the death of him. Glancing at the clock in the hallway as he rushed past, he noticed his friends were a half an hour early.

Excellent, he thought, placing his hand on the doorknob.

"Hey, hey. You ready to go?" asked a poor excuse for a rotting corpse as Adam opened the door. The portly zombie had only bothered to apply make-up to his face, leaving his hands to look "normal."

"Just about," Adam said, "come in." He stepped to the side.

"Dude, hurry up. We don't want to miss out," said a sheet with three cutouts--two for eyes, one for a mouth.

"Yeah!" the mob of friends said as they stepped into the foyer of Adam's home.

Recognizing the voice as being his best friend Tom underneath the sheet, Adam said, "You are one cheap bastard, you know that?"

"That's not the kinda language I want to hear, Adam."

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