Fifteen years of sunless gray.
Fifteen years of mist.
So thick, the streets fade
off into nothing. So thick, the past is hazy at
best. The line between right and wrong has
long been blurred, especially for Thomas Vale.
Long gone are the days when new beginnings
seemed possible—when he was a new
recruit, off to a fresh start in the army. He
had hoped to never look back. Not like there
was much to see, anyway.
First came the sickness, followed by the
orders: herd the healthy into the city, shoot
the infected. The gates closed and the bridges
came down . . . followed by the mist.
Fifteen miserable years of the darkest nights
and angry, awful gray days.
Thomas Vale can hardly fathom why he keeps
waking up in the morning. For a few more days
spent stumbling along? Another night drinking
alone? Another hour keeping the shadows at bay. . . .
But when Rebecca Ayers walks into his life,
the answers come fast. Too fast.