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Have you ever felt that society consciously tries to undermine you?
In a society where everyone strives for growth, where everyone tries to build towards the heavens, there are some who wish to bring it plummeting down.
Terror is a thriller in which three people from different walks of life find a common enemy in the contemporary world. Yet, unlike most, they decide to do something about it.
Following his best friend’s death, military man Milton Haynes is forced to see a psychiatrist while he challenges his dishonourable discharge. Ally Winston, one year after being viciously assaulted, struggles to slot into the life her father has laid out for her, while Nestor Frings returns to Boston to find his parents have sold their home due to financial issues.
The three initially voice their pains through non-violent means, however, they soon find their efforts futile. In a world where outsiders are considered dangerous and are not to be trusted, it will be the insiders who do the damage. Follow Milton, Ally and Nestor as they come to, what they perceive to be, the inevitable conclusion: they must commit a terror attack.
Praise for the Book
“Eamonn Hickson brings the fascinating, dingy, and complex streets of Boston alive in his new novel TERROR, a probing novel of survival in the modern world. TERROR is a masterful portrait of the hard decisions and harder lives that must be lived during a dark time in American history – the present.” — Self-Publishing Review
Reviews of the Author’s Other Work
“…a suspense thriller with a fascinating version of heaven versus hell that lingers after closing the pages.”
“Eamonn Hickson writes a vivid story of a war between angels and demons, and Heaven and Hell. The story captivates the audience as you witness deception, lies, and Heavenly Hosts that are working for the enemy.”
“Find yourself enmeshed in a roller coaster ride to a mind-numbing conclusion that will remain with you many a day to come.”
She reaches for words to say but they’re trapped behind a double-glazed window, visible but untouchable— Robert clasps her wrists. Ally doesn’t resist, and he throws her to the carpeted floor. She lands on all fours and a murder of tingles rush to her hands like demented crows stabbing a finch to death, while the mattress cover unclips from the edge of the bed and becomes a snapping Venus flytrap. Robert throws the piece of paper in front of her face and leaves the bedroom.
She is comforted by the numbing pain and its alien feel. When the aching subsides, Ally reads the paper and finds the source of her father’s anger. Downstairs, he blurts her name aloud and Ally waits for her mother to concur. Her knees are sore, but the tingling in her arm dissipates.
The violent shake arranges her thoughts and she turns her mind to the outcast. He intrigues. Not because of any attraction—Ally being out of his league—but because he’s rowing with one oar. What is brawn without brain?—a pen with no ink, a body with no soul, Eros and no Thanatos.
She falls onto the bed and memories of the men who’ve lain there come to mind. Ryan can claim he took her virginity. Ally sees the quirky grin and the perfect teeth—the love letters. He was a sweet kind, but one of those squishy types who overdoes the sentiment, a find for the marketing department of Hallmark.
But there’s a sour taste upon her tongue. He didn’t take; she gave. Ryan was great for a night out but uncomfortable for a long stroll. Only Robert could love him.
Ally rolls off the bed and takes the application form in her hand. There’s still time. She imagines the application form doing its job: confirmation email, invite to interview, a second interview, practical tests, a third interview and a lifetime of designing robots. The parts arrive in pieces to the factory floor in wonderful shapes and sizes. Over time, the workers clasp each one, shake the eccentricity from it and tape what’s left to the conveyor belt. Shocked and prodded and bent into shape, the pieces are warned about the upcoming filters, filters whose shape is predetermined and irrevocable. The circles and triangles are caught in the slicing grates and they come out on the other side as mutilated versions of their previous selves. The assembly line of education. Ally folds the form six times and throws it into the bin.
She considers her nidicolous existence; bins empty and beds redress, blown bulbs untwist and call in a friend, dust vacuums itself to death while dirty laundry walks down the stairs, food sacrifices and plates present, tables lick themselves clean, windows vent, curtains draw and books climb back up. Outside, a deserted street breaks into distributaries and Ally takes the one for Harvard Square and darts down into the T stop.
Eamonn Hickson is an Irish author of three novels. He currently works as a radio journalist in Tralee, Co Kerry.
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