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PHANTOMS [065-5.0]

BY DEAN R. KOONTZ

Synopsis:

When Jenny returns to her medical practice in Snowfield after attending

the death of her mother, she finds the shock of her young life. Everyone

in the town is either horribly dead or missing.

She does not know what or who has killed everyone or whether it will

allow her and her fourteen-year-old sister to either leave safely or

call for help. Extremely riveting supernatural thriller.

Chapter 1

The Town Jail

The scream was distant and brief. A woman's scream.

Deputy Paul Henderson looked up from his copy of Time.

He cocked his head, listening.

Motes of dust drifted lazily in a bright shaft of sunlight that pierced

one of the mullioned windows. The thin, red second hand of the wall

clock swept soundlessly around the dial.

The only noise was the creak of Henderson's office chair as he shifted

his weight in it.

Through the large front windows, he could see a portion of Snowfield's

main street, Skyline Road, which was perfectly still and peaceful in the

golden afternoon sunshine. Only the trees moved, leaves aflutter in a

soft wind.

After listening intently for several seconds, Henderson was not sure he

had actually heard anything.

Imagination, he told himself. Just wishful thinking.

He almost would have preferred that someone had seen He was restless.

During the off season, from April through September, he was the only

full-time sheriff's deputy assigned to the Snowfield substation, and the

duty was dull. In the winter, when the town was host to several

thousand skiers, there were drunks to be dealt with, fistfights to be

broken up, and room burglaries to be investigated at the inns, lodges,

and motels where the skiers stayed. But now, in early September, only

the Candle glow Inn, one lodge, and two small motels were open, and the

natives were quiet, and Henderson-who was just twenty-four years old and

concluding his first year as a deputy-was bored.

He sighed, looked down at the magazine that lay on his desk-and heard

another scream. As before, it was distant and brief, but this time it

sounded like a man's voice. It wasn't merely a shriek of excitement or

even a cry of alarm; it was the sound of terror.

Frowning, Henderson got up and headed toward the door, adjusting the

holstered revolver on his right hip. He stepped through the swinging

gate in the railing that separated the public area from the bull pen,

and he was halfway to the door when he heard movement in the office

behind him.

That was impossible. He had been alone in the office all day, and there

hadn't been any prisoners in the three holding cells since early last

week. The rear door was locked, and that was the only other way into

the jail.

When he turned, however, he discovered that he wasn't alone any more.

And suddenly he wasn't the least bit bored.

Chapter 2

Coming Home

During the twilight hour of that Sunday in early September, the

mountains were painted in only two colors: green and blue.

The &m-pine, fir, space-looked as if they had been fashioned from the

same felt covered billiard tables. Cool, blue shadows lay everywhere,

growing larger and deeper and darker by the minute.

Behind the wheel of her Pontiac TrAns Am, Jennifer Paige smiled, buoyed

by the beauty of the mountains and by a sense of homecoming. This was

where she belonged.

She maneuvered the Trans Am off the double-lane state road, onto the

county-maintained, two-lane blacktop that twisted and climbed four miles

through the pass to Snowfield.

In the passenger seat, her fourteen-year-old sister, Lisa, said, "I love

it up here."

"So do I."

"When will we get some snow?"

January, maybe sooner."

The Trans Am moved into a long tunnel by overhanging boughs, and Jenny

switched on the headlights.

"I've never seen snow, except in pictures," Lisa said.

"By next spring, you'd be sick of it."

"Never. Not me. I've always dreamed about living in snow country, like

you."

Jenny glanced at the girl. Even for sisters, they looked remarkably

alike: the same green eyes, the same auburn hair, the same high

cheekbones.

" Will you teach me to ski?" Lisa asked.

"Well, honey, once the skiers come to town, there'll be the usual broken

bones, sprained ankles, wrenched backs, torn ligaments... I'll be

pretty busy then."

"Oh," Lisa said, unable to conceal her disappointment.

"Besides, why learn from me when you can take lessons from a real pro?"

"A pro?" Lisa asked, brightening somewhat.

"Sure. Hank Sanderson will give you lessons if I ask him."

"Who's he?"

"He owns Pine Knoll LODge, and he gives skiing lessons, but only to a

handful of favored students."

" Is he your boyfriend?"

Jenny smiled, remembering what it was like to be fourteen years old. At

that age, most girls were obsessively concerned about boys, boys above

all else." No, Hank isn't my boyfriend.

I've known him for two years, ever since I came to Snowfield, but we're

just good friends."

They passed a green sign with white lettering: SNOWFIELD3 MILES.

"I'll bet there'll be lots of really neat guys my age."

"Snowfield's not a very big town," Jenny cautioned." But I suppose

you'll find a couple of guys whore neat enough."

"Oh, but during the ski season, there'll be dozens!"

"Whoa, kid! You won't be dating out-of-towners-at least not for a few

years."

"Why won't I?"

"Because I said so."

"But why not?"

"Before you date a boy, you should know where he comes from, what he's

like, what his family is like."

"Oh, I'm a terrific judge of character," Lisa said." My first

impressions are completely reliable. You don't have to worry about me.

I'm not going to hook up with an ax murderer or a mad rapist."

"I'm sure you won't," Jenny said, slowing the Trans Am as the road

curved sharply, "because you're only going to date local boys."

Lisa sighed and shook her head in a theatrical display of frustration."

In case you haven't noticed, Jenny, I passed through puberty while

you've been gone."

"Oh, that hasn't escaped my attention."

They rounded the curve. Another straightaway lay ahead, and Jenny

accelerated again.

Lisa said, "I've even got boobs now."

"I've noticed that, too," Jenny said, refusing to be rattled by the

girl's blunt approach.

"I'm not a child any more."

"But you're not an adult, either. You're an adolescent."

"I'm a young woman."

"Young? Yes. Woman? Not yet."

"Jeez."

"Listen, I'm your legal guardian. I'm responsible for you.

Besides, I'm your sister, and I love you. I'm going to do what I

think-what I know -is best for you."

Lisa sighed noisily.

"Because I love you," Jenny stressed.

Scowling, Lisa said, "You're going to be just as strict as Mom was."

Jenny nodded." Maybe worse."

"Jeez."

Jenny glanced at Lisa. The girl was staring out the passenger-side

window. Her face was only partly visible, but she didn't appear to be

angry; she wasn't pouting. In fact, her lips seemed to be gently curved

in a vague smile.

Whether they realize it or not, Jenny thought, all kids want to have

rules put down for them. Discipline is an expression of concern and

love. The trick is not to be too heavy-handed about it.

Looking at the road again, flexing her hands on the steering wheel,

Jenny said, "I'll tell you what I will let you do."

"What?"

"I'll let you tie your own shoes."

Lisa blinked." Huh?"

"And I'll let you go to the bathroom whenever you want."

Unable to maintain a pose of injured dignity any longer, Lisa giggled."

Will you let me eat when I'm hungry?"

"Oh, absolutely." Jenny grinned." I'll even let. you make your own bed

every morning."

" Positively permissive!" Lisa said.

At that moment the girl seemed even younger than she was.

In tennis shoes, jeans, and a Western-style blouse, unable to stifle her

giggles, Lisa looked sweet, tender, and terribly vulnerable.

"Friends?" Jenny asked.

" Friends.

Jenny was surprised and pleased by the ease with which she and Lisa had

been relating to each other during the long drive north from Newport

Beach. After all, in spite of their blood tie, they were virtually

strangers. At thirty-one, Jenny was seventeen years older than Lisa.

She had left home before Lisa's second birthday, six months before their

father had died.

Throughout her years in medical school and during her internship at

Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in New York, Jenny had been too

over-worked and too far from home to see either her mother or Lisa with

any regularity. Then, after completing her residency, she returned to

California to open an office in Snowfield. For the past two years, she

had worked extremely hard to establish a viable medical practice that

served Snowfield and a few other small towns in the mountains. Recently,

her mother had died, and only then had Jenny begun to miss not having

had a closer relationship with Lisa. Perhaps they could begin to make

up for all the lost years-now that there were only the two of them left.

The county lane rose steadily, and the twilight temporarily grew

brighter as the Trans Am ascended out of the shadowed mountain valley.

"My ears feel like they're stuffed full of cotton," Lisa said, yawning

to equalize the pressure.

They rounded a sharp bend, and Jenny slowed the car.

Ahead lay a long, up-sloping straightaway, and the county lane became

Skyline Road, the main street of Snowfield.

Lisa peered intently through the streaked windshield, studying the town

with obvious delight." It's not at all what I thought it would be!"

" What did you expect?"

"Oh, you know, lots of ugly little motels with neon signs, too many gas

stations, that sort of thing. But this place is really, really neat!"

"We have strict building codes," Jenny said." Neon isn't acceptable.

Plastic signs aren't allowed. No garish colors, no coffee shops shaped

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PHANTOMS[065-5.0]BYDEANR.KOONTZSynopsis:WhenJennyreturnstohermedicalpracticeinSnowfieldafterattendingthedeathofhermother,shefindstheshockofheryounglife.Everyoneinthetowniseitherhorriblydeadormissing.Shedoesnotknowwhatorwhohaskilledeveryoneorwhetheritwillallowherandherfourteen-year-oldsistertoeitherl...

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