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DEAD WAR 
By
CHAD FLEAGLE 
The author unleashes more frightening visions of dark shadows in our brightly lightedenvironment. This exciting story explores the theory of a spiritual realm, and nerve-racking psychological suspense. This story clearly illustrates the author’s ability to juggle sciencefiction and imperiling doom while spinning horror and fear into great entertainment. Theauthor is a clever writer with a sharp sense of irony and his characters continue to bestrong, cunning and very believable. Such a talent is destined to impact the literary world.About The Author 
 
Chad Fleagle is in his late twenties and has been writing since age ten. He is a masterfulstoryteller and his screen and teleplays reveal a vibrant imagination. His experienced andurbane writing style evokes a sense of being there, which all writers strive for, but so fewachieve. 
DEAD WAR
 By
 
 
CHAD FLEAGLE
 
Gripping Horror at its BEST
 
Exciting Psychological Suspense
 
www.mittymax.com 
e-Book 2000
 Copyright 2000
 
DEAD WAR 
 
 
The college campus appears dismal in the early morning hours. A solitarylight illuminates the lab window. Eric and Kyle Johnson work on their science project. Three year’s of college as science majors and they’ve built amachine of their own design. If their creation works properly it will provethe existence of the true spirit realm. The place where we go when we die toawait eternal judgment.“Is the beam fully charged?” Eric questions. “Not yet, Eric. It’s going to taketime.” “It’s only supposed to take twenty-four hour’s.” He glances at theunit’s readout. “It’s already been twenty-five hour’s.” Kyle looks at the monitor for himself. “What the hell?” He groans.
 
“What’s up, Brother?”
 
“According to the readout,he taps the screen. “It’s not even gaining power.”
 
“Don’t hand me that shit, Kyle.”
 
“Look for yourself.”
 
Eric stares at the secondary screen.“Look for yourself, Brother.” Eric stares at the screen. “Damn it.” Heslams his fist on the table. “When‘re we ever going to get this right?”
 
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