| Author: | Stephen Gresham | ISBN: | 6230000001258 |
| Publisher: | Crossroad Press | Publication: | October 19, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Stephen Gresham |
| ISBN: | 6230000001258 |
| Publisher: | Crossroad Press |
| Publication: | October 19, 2015 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
IT CAME FROM THE SKY
The ominous vibrations. The driving sheets of rain. The wind that swirled into a demonic cacophony of screams and shrieks. The thick bank of clouds twisting into a black funnel that swept through the little Alabama town of Half Moon with rage of darkness — splintering, shattering, crushing, killing …
IT CAME FROM HELL
Ronnie sensed the presence of Satan. He had watched his home destroyed, his parents perish, as he cowered in his tree house. Now the old schoolhouse seemed a haven, a hiding place, for a badly frightened little boy. But the very timbers of the school held darkness, held horror. And though it lured him with childhood dreams, soon it would torment him with unimaginable nightmares. For the evil unleashed by the tornado had only just begun its reign of terror …
The ominous vibrations. The driving sheets of rain. The wind that swirled into a demonic cacophony of screams and shrieks. The thick bank of clouds twisting into a black funnel that swept through the little Alabama town of Half Moon with rage of darkness — splintering, shattering, crushing, killing …
IT CAME FROM HELL
Ronnie sensed the presence of Satan. He had watched his home destroyed, his parents perish, as he cowered in his tree house. Now the old schoolhouse seemed a haven, a hiding place, for a badly frightened little boy. But the very timbers of the school held darkness, held horror. And though it lured him with childhood dreams, soon it would torment him with unimaginable nightmares. For the evil unleashed by the tornado had only just begun its reign of terror …
IT CAME FROM THE SKY
The ominous vibrations. The driving sheets of rain. The wind that swirled into a demonic cacophony of screams and shrieks. The thick bank of clouds twisting into a black funnel that swept through the little Alabama town of Half Moon with rage of darkness — splintering, shattering, crushing, killing …
IT CAME FROM HELL
Ronnie sensed the presence of Satan. He had watched his home destroyed, his parents perish, as he cowered in his tree house. Now the old schoolhouse seemed a haven, a hiding place, for a badly frightened little boy. But the very timbers of the school held darkness, held horror. And though it lured him with childhood dreams, soon it would torment him with unimaginable nightmares. For the evil unleashed by the tornado had only just begun its reign of terror …
The ominous vibrations. The driving sheets of rain. The wind that swirled into a demonic cacophony of screams and shrieks. The thick bank of clouds twisting into a black funnel that swept through the little Alabama town of Half Moon with rage of darkness — splintering, shattering, crushing, killing …
IT CAME FROM HELL
Ronnie sensed the presence of Satan. He had watched his home destroyed, his parents perish, as he cowered in his tree house. Now the old schoolhouse seemed a haven, a hiding place, for a badly frightened little boy. But the very timbers of the school held darkness, held horror. And though it lured him with childhood dreams, soon it would torment him with unimaginable nightmares. For the evil unleashed by the tornado had only just begun its reign of terror …
