The Eidola Project travels to Petersburg, Virginia, to stop a werewolf terrorizing the Black community. Once there, danger comes from all quarters: They face threats from the supernatural, the KKK objects to the team's activities, and the group is falling apart. Can they overcome their human frailties to defeat the evil that surrounds them?
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Doc Curtis fought for every reserve of strength and
managed to quicken his pace. He could hear them
shouting behind him and dared not look back, fearing it
might slow him just that much more.
He made it through the field and emerged onto a
rough access road running between the cultivated land
on one side and the woods on the other. The doctor
dashed across the dirt road and through the weeds and
scrub bordering its opposite side. The trees stood
twenty yards ahead. He would make it, find a thick
trunk to hide behind, and fire a warning shot. If he
could drive them off, it would be best. If not, he would
do what needed to be done. Life had reduced itself to its
most basic terms: kill or be killed.
Just five yards from the trees, a gigantic black
beast bounded from the woods and landed before him.
The doctor skittered to a stop, and his feet went out
from beneath him. The creature stepped closer,
looming. Its eyes glowed red, and the skin around its
muzzle drew back, revealing a mouthful of sharp canine
The Klan had come at him in two directions, the
He raised his pistol and fired into the snarling face