Dean R. Koontz - The House of Thunder

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Dean Koontz (Leigh Nichols) – The House of Thunder (1992 reissue) “”
(Reissue under his own name of 1982 issue)
[Version 2.0 by BuddyDk – may 10 2003]
[Easy read, easy print]
[Completely new scan]
BERKLEY
She woke up in a hospital room, barely able to re-member her own name. What secrets lay
hidden within Susan Thorton's mind? What terrible accident brought her here? And who
were the four shadowy strangers-waiting, like death—in the darkened corridors? One by
one, Susan unlocked these mysteries. And step by step, she approached the torment of her
past—a single night of violence, waged by four young men in. . .
THE HOUSE
OF THUNDER
MORE THAN 160 MILLION COPIES OF
DEAN KOONTZ NOVELS IN PRINT!
“A GREAT STORYTELLER.”
—New York Daily News
The acclaimed bestsellers by
Dean Koontz
the eyes of darkness
“Koontz puts his readers through the emotional wringer!” -The Associated Press
the key to midnight
“A master storyteller. . . always riveting.” -The San Diego Union-Tribune
mr. murder
“A truly harrowing tale . . . superb work by a mas-ter at the top of his form.”
-The Washington Post Book World
the funhouse
“Koontz is a terrific what-if storyteller.” -People
dragon tears
“A razor-sharp, nonstop, suspenseful story . . . a first-rate literary experience.”
-The San Diego Union-Tribune
shadowfires
“His prose mesmerizes . . . Koontz consistently hits the bull's-eye.”
-Arkansas Democrat
hideaway
“Not just a thriller but a meditation on the nature of good and evil.” -Lexington Herald-Leader
cold fire
“An extraordinary piece of fiction . . . It will be a classic.” -UPI
the house of thunder
“Koontz is brilliant.” -Chicago Sun-Times
the voice of the night
“A fearsome tour of an. adolescent's psyche. Terrifying, knee-knocking suspense.” -Chicago Sun-Times
the bad place
“A new experience in breathless terror.” -UPI
the servants of twilight
“A great storyteller.” -New York Daily News
midnight
“A triumph.” -The New York Times
lightning
“Brilliant . . . a spine-tingling tale . . . both chal-lenging and entertaining.” -The Associated Press
the mask
“Koontz hones his fearful yarns to a gleaming edge.” -People
watchers
“A breakthrough for Koontz . . . his best ever.” -Kirkus Reviews
twilight eyes
“A spine-chilling adventure . . . will keep you turn-ing pages to the very end.” -Rave Reviews
strangers
“A unique spellbinder that captures the reader on the first page. Exciting, enjoyable, and an intensely
satisfying read.” -Mary Higgins Clark
phantoms
“First-rate suspense, scary and stylish.” -Los Angeles Times
whispers
“Pulls out all the stops . . . an incredible, terrifying tale.” -Publishers Weekly
night chills
“Will send chills down your back.” .-The New York Times
darkfall
“A fast-paced tale . . . one of the scariest chase scenes ever.” -Houston Post
shattered
“A chilling tale . . . sleek as a bullet.” -Publishers Weekly
the vision
“Spine-tingling—it gives you an almost lethal shock.” -San Franciso Chronicle
the face of fear
“Real suspense . . . tension upon tension.” -The New York Times
Berkley Books by Dean Koontz
THE BAD PLACE
COLD FIRE
DARKFALL
DEMON SEED
DRAGON TEARS
THE EYES OF DARKNESS
THE FACE OF FEAR
THE FUNHOUSE
HIDEAWAY
THE HOUSE OF THUNDER
THE KEY TO MIDNIGHT
LIGHTNING
THE MASK
MIDNIGHT
MR. MURDER
NIGHT CHILLS
PHANTOMS
THE SERVANTS OF TWILIGHT
SHADOWFIRES
SHATTERED
STRANGERS
TWILIGHT EYES
THE VISION
THE VOICE OF THE NIGHT
WATCHERS WHISPERS
DEAN
KOONTZ
THE HOUSE
OF THUNDER
Previously published under the pseudonym Leigh Nichols
BERKLEY BOOKS, NEW YORK
If you purchased this book without a cover, you should be aware that this book is stolen property. It was reported as “unsold or
destroyed” to the publisher, and neither the author nor the publisher has received any payment for this “stripped book.”
Previously published under the pseudonym Leigh Nichols.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are
either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously,
and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business
establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
THE HOUSE OF THUNDER
A Berkley Book / published by arrangement with
Nkui, Inc.
PRINTING HISTORY
Pocket Books edition published 1982
Dark Harvest edition published 1988
Berkley edition / June 1992
All rights reserved.
Copyright © 1982 by Nkui, Inc.
Cover photo copyright © Jerry Bauer.
This book, or parts thereof, may not be reproduced
in any form without permission.
For information address:
The Berkley Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Putnam Inc.,
375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014.
The Penguin Putnam Inc. World Wide Web site address is
http://www.penguinputnam.com
ISBN: 0-425-13295-1
BERKLEY®
Berkley Books are published by
The Berkley Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Putnam Inc.,
375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014.
BERKLEY and the “B” design are trademarks
belonging to Penguin Putnam Inc.
PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
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This book is for Gerda,
as it surely should have been
from the start.
PART ONE
* * *
Fear Comes Quietly. . .
The year was 1980—an ancient time,
so long ago and far away. . ..
1
* * *
When she woke, she thought she was blind. She opened her eyes and could see only purple
darkness, ominous and shapeless shadows stirring within other shadows. Before she could panic, that
gloom gave way to a pale haze, and the haze resolved into a white, acoustic-tile ceiling.
She smelled fresh bed linens. Antiseptics. Disinfectants. Rubbing alcohol.
She turned her head, and pain flashed the length of her forehead, as if an electric shock had snapped
through her skull from temple to temple. Her eyes immediately swam out of focus. When her vision
cleared again, she saw that she was in a hospital room.
She could not remember being admitted to a hospital. She didn't even know the name of it or in what
city it was located.
What's wrong with me?
She raised one dismayingly weak arm, put a hand to her brow, and discovered a bandage over half
of her forehead. Her hair was quite short, too. Hadn't she worn it long and full?
She had insufficient strength to keep her arm raised; she let it drop back to the mattress.
She couldn't raise her left arm at all, for it was taped to a heavy board and pierced by a needle. She
was being fed intravenously: the chrome IV rack, with its dangling bottle of glucose, stood beside the
bed.
For a moment she closed her eyes, certain that she was only dreaming. When she looked again,
however, the room was still there, unchanged: white ceiling, white walls, a green tile floor, pale yellow
drapes drawn back at the sides of the large window. Beyond the glass, there were tall evergreens of
some kind and a cloudy sky with only a few small patches of blue. There was another bed, but it was
empty; she had no roommate.
The side rails on her own bed were raised to prevent her from falling to the floor. She felt as helpless
as a baby in a crib.
She realized she didn't know her name. Or her age. Or anything else about herself.
She strained against the blank wall in her mind, attempt-ing to topple it and release the memories
imprisoned on the other side, but she had no success; the wall stood, inviolate. Like a blossom of frost,
fear opened icy petals in the pit of her stomach. She tried harder to remember, but she had no success.
Amnesia. Brain damage.
Those dreaded words landed with the force of hammer blows in her mind. Evidently, she had been in
an accident and had sustained a serious head injury. She considered the grim prospect of permanent
mental disorientation, and she shuddered.
Suddenly, however, unexpected and unsought, her name came to her. Susan. Susan Thorton. She
was thirty-two years old.
The anticipated flood of recollections turned out to be just a trickle. She could recall nothing more
than her name and age. Although she probed insistently at the darkness in her mind, she couldn't
remember where she lived. How did she earn her living? Was she married? Did she have any children?
Where had she been born? Where had she gone to school? What foods did she like? What was her
favorite kind of music? She could find no answers to either important or trivial questions.
Amnesia. Brain damage.
Fear quickened her heartbeat. Then, mercifully, she remembered that she had been on vacation in
Oregon. She didn't know where she had come from; she didn't know what job she would return to once
her vacation came to an end; but at least she knew where she was. Somewhere in Oregon. The last thing
she could recall was a beautiful mountain highway. An image of that landscape came to her in vivid detail.
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