I walk next to Malia and Lydia, the latter of which holds the Dread Doctors book.
"The Dread Doctors by T.R. McCammon," she reads the cover, stopping in her steps making Malia and I look at her.
"What?" Malia asks her making the banshee shake her head.
"I don't know. There's something about it," she stares at it with a distant look in her eyes before walking again, "Has anyone actually read it yet?"
"Just us," Malia gestures towards me and her, "And I didn't understand any of it."
I shake my head, "I read the first couple chapters before I fell asleep. So far it just seemed like a normal science fiction novel." With an eerie vibe about it but I'm hoping all science fiction novels just have the same vibe, I add silently to myself.
"We should probably all read it," Lydia suggests to which Malia answers, "Kira's working on that."
"Stiles says he can't find anything on the author, he thinks it's a pen name."
