Adventure and suspense in a treacherous new world
THE PAST BLEW OUT IN 2001. WELCOME TO THE FUTURE.
A generation after a global nuclear catastrophe, Minnesota is a steamy tropical enviroment of lush plants and horrifically mutated insects.
Emerging torn and battered after a triple jump through the gateways, Ryan Cawdor and his band of post-holocaust survivors discover an abandoned cryonics complex—a doomed fantasy begun a century before in a world far away from Deathlands. Dr. Mildred Wyeth is successfully revived from subzero suspended animation and joins the team of warrior survivalists.
In the jungles of Minnesota, the group discovers yet another freakish legacy of a world gone hideously wrong: Vikings.
In the Deathlands, the past and the future are clashing with frightening force.
"Mutie ants!" Ryan yelled. "Our only hope is the tree."
The horrifying creatures were more than a foot long, and their mandibles were huge, disproportionate even to their grostesquely mutated size. Longer than a man's finger, they clicked together in a deafening warning as the ants become aware of the six companions.
As Ryan led the charge, the front row of insects retreated, then regrouped in a solid phalanx of glittering death.
The hesitate was to die.
The crunching of delicate skeletons beneath bootheels almost drowned out the clicking jaws. Ryan could now see the main body of the killer army beyond the mangrove, and not an inch of ground was free of the iridescent horde that swept toward him.
Ryan gained the mangrove. Several low branches were within easy reach, and he made a running dive, swinging to safety with prehesile agility. When he was four feet above the carpet of ants, the one-eyed man finally looked for his friends. All were winning the desperate race. Except the old man.
Then, only a few strides from safety, Doc Tanner stumbled...