The year is 2410. Humanity is living in a golden age, having worked together to stop global warming and bring world peace. Eventually they launched themselves to the stars, colonizing first Mars and then terraforming Europa. Jupiter’s moon is a near Utopia for everyone who lives there, until a series of terrifying murders rock the fabric of society. The Police and their Criminal Profiler Noah Peterson investigate, but things aren’t what they first appear. The Serial Killer leaves no prints, and video surveillance mysteriously malfunctions when they’re near. Who or what is the killer? Supernatural or natural? And does Noah know more than he is saying? A game of cat and mouse ensues, where deep dark secrets are revealed; secrets that ensure that Noah and everyone he knows will never be the same again. A haunting thrilling mix of Hannibal meets Minority Report.
Targeted Age Group:: 18+
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I have had a few things happen in my life that mirror the end of the book and it gave me a great idea for a mystery that begins to unravel. As I like to write sci-fi, I felt setting it in a sci-fi realm was both interesting and original and so I felt compelled to put the ideas down and the story flowed from there.
How is writing Science Fiction different from other genres?
It allows my imagination to run free and conjure up unusual and unique situations. I always try and keep the technology in semi-realistic realm scientifically, but depending how far out I've gone that isn't always possible. Certainly my earlier trilogy went off on a wild tangent and covered surreal horror more than this book does. Sci-fi (as well as horror to be fair) deal with human aspirations, fears, life and death, the entire scope of what it is to be human, so it really is an infinitely fascinating and diverse genre.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I based the character traits on people I have met/worked with etc, so little snippets of them appear. I also wanted an interesting dynamic between them to propel the story forward as a lot of the tension and suspense is character based, so I wanted strong morals as well as devotion to other characters to play a central role.
Speeding on the streets of Oscuro was the number one cause of death in the city. The neon lights caused the mind to see shapes and shadows that weren’t always there and often caused you to miss shadows and shapes that were. There was only so much the brain could process in the jumbled multi-colored spectrum of lights that ricocheted around the glistening streets. Detective Lee was a good driver, but he wasn’t confident that he could handle what was required at eighty-five miles per hour, so he stuck to seventy five. He hoped it was enough to catch them.
“Suspect has turned down Hoffman Boulevard; I repeat suspect has turned left down Hoffman Boulevard” The Ionocopter pilot beamed through the airwaves to them.
“Detective, can you go any faster?” Asked Officer Ivanov from the car behind.
“I’m not going to risk losing control” He replied.
“Well, let me go in front. I have a grade 4 in driving” Officer Ivanov said.
Grade 4 was the equivalent of being able to drive a fighter craft in the outer atmosphere, there weren’t many people that proficient with their motoring skills, so Detective Lee decided that this was a major asset.
“Okay, go for it” He replied.
Officer Ivanov overtook and raced ahead, effortlessly being able to filter out the incoming stimuli while accelerating to one hundred miles per hour. It wouldn’t take long for him to catch the suspect. Detective Lee watched as Officer Ivanov darted around the corner with perfect precision, the car almost vertical, five feet above the ground. It was incredibly difficult to control a car that used a pocket of air when it was facing no resistance from the ground to bounce it off. You had to get the angle just right and have the car perpendicular for only the briefest of seconds. Any longer and it would hurtle out of control and air-roll into a building.
“I have him in my sights” Officer Ivanov shouted back on the radio.
The Ionocopter ahead had caught up quickly, and no longer needed to use its telescopic cameras to find the suspect, they could see them with their naked eye.
“This is squadron Two, we have your back, we’re right behind you”
“Okay, great” Detective Lee said, as he slowed to take the turn.
He could barely see Officer Ivanov ahead, just a faint glimmer that was being submerged in the haze of gleaming streetlights.
“Can you reach them and give Officer Ivanov back up” He ordered.
“Roger that Sir”
The Ionocopter shot ahead of them and on towards the front of the chase, instantly becoming invisible in the dance of colors that were being radiated into the air. Officer Ivanov had managed to catch Mr. Nierling, who was trying to accelerate a little faster, but afraid to really do so. Officer Ivanov pulled around to the side of him and turned his external speakers on.
“Pull over right away” He shouted, “Or you will be charged with resisting arrest”
Mr. Nierling ignored him. He was clearly aware that he’d easily caught up with him and was keeping pace, but he never looked around, he never flinched, his eyes were fixated on the road ahead.
“I repeat; pull over right away. This is your last warning” Officer Ivanov continued.
Suddenly, a rifle appeared. Mr. Nierling had lifted a rifle up from somewhere inside his car and before Officer Ivanov had time to slam his brakes on; three shots were fired towards him. The first projectile skimmed the hood, the second hit the side window and sailed passed Officer Ivanov’s head, and the third one caught his hand that was on the steering wheel.
“God damn” Officer Ivanov screamed, as his left hand burst apart.
The shock caused him to lose control of the steering wheel, and he was suddenly beginning to veer to the side to potentially end up in an air-spiral. This was worse than an air-roll, this caused the car to go into a frenetic circular spin, the lift and momentum it generated causing a vehicle to be uncontrollable until it is brought to a violent stop. He was spun on to his side before being turned upside down. Officer Ivanov’s car continued turning and flipped sideways once again, the speed at which it did so gaining momentum. Officer Ivanov was soaring along at seventy miles an hour, while spinning like a gyroscope, the G-Force making his brain cells pop before he lost consciousness. He hit a lamp post half-way through a spin, and the car and the lamppost shattered to pieces, as Officer Ivanov’s body was scattered in different directions. Part of the lamppost was thrown into the air at such a tremendous force and speed that the Ionocopter had no time to avoid it. It sliced through its blades like they were made of butter and the Ionocopter began to hurtle to the floor.
“Activate the side blades” The co-pilot screamed, as they saw the approaching ground.
“I’m trying” The pilot screamed.
About the Author:
Chris Wright, born and raised in Derbyshire, UK, is the author of Science Fiction and Horror, blurring the lines between what is real and what is imagined. His first novel, 'Survival' is a relentless journey into a nightmare world where reality preys upon people, and nothing is ever quite what it seems. He recently completed the Survival Series with two sequels; Fragments and I Am Auton. He is also writing more works of fiction, so is set to expand his universe of Sci-Fi/Horror into countless directions
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