Beaumont, Delany books

What Blood Leaves Behind (The Poison Rose)

Pulses of electronica, washes of sound. A strange music that wakes me. I lift up my head. It’s pitch black and I can’t remember where I am. At first the music irritates me, interfering with my sleep but then I realize I shouldn’t be asleep, that I’m in a dangerous place. I should get to my feet a...