Day by day The Fever grew stronger, surging across boundaries in its relentless assault on humanity. The news pouring out across the airwaves turned more shocking by the hour. Hospitals had started closing their doors. The dead and dying littered the landscape.
The tiny group stranded on Portsmouth Island listened as the horror unfolded. They had nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. The struggle to survive had taken on a new meaning. The Fever promised an eventual death. Something else had come to The Island though, something wicked and hungry.
As if life wasn't complicated enough, a stranger arrived in an odd little boat and brought with him both hope and fear. No one knew the man was sick. No one knew he had a fever.
To save him, William Hill would have to violate the travel ban. To save himself, he would have to face down an indescribable evil.
©2012 Michael R Stark (P)2016 Michael R Stark