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The drill doesn't stop.
Eight convicts. Eight drop coffins. One rule.
Cisco is a first-timer, a station rat with the lightest crime on the manifest and no idea why Trigag Corporation curates its mining crews from murderers, war criminals, and cult leaders. He finds out fast. The planet designated TP121 isn't a planet at all. It is a sleeping god. And the crystal they've been sent to bleed out of its body is the raw material for ninety percent of the medicine keeping the human race alive.
The god has an immune system.
Between the crew and their quota stand endless waves of chitin and claw and amber light, creatures that probe defenses like soldiers, cut communications like saboteurs, and never, ever stop coming. The ammunition is counting down. The drill bits are wearing out. Something is growing in the walls.
And one member of the crew came down with a plan of his own.
Dig sixteen tons and the skyhook takes you home. Come up short and the rock keeps you.
Part war movie, part cosmic horror, PREY STATION is a blood-and-brass siege novel about the men nobody wanted, holding a wall nobody will ever thank them for, and the terrible arithmetic of what humanity is willing to feed its own survival.
ALIENS meets EVENT HORIZON in a tin can bolted to the hide of a sleeping god.
For readers of grimdark military science fiction who like their gunfights loud, their horror cosmic, and their heroes expendable.
Genre: Science Fiction
The drill doesn't stop.
Eight convicts. Eight drop coffins. One rule.
Cisco is a first-timer, a station rat with the lightest crime on the manifest and no idea why Trigag Corporation curates its mining crews from murderers, war criminals, and cult leaders. He finds out fast. The planet designated TP121 isn't a planet at all. It is a sleeping god. And the crystal they've been sent to bleed out of its body is the raw material for ninety percent of the medicine keeping the human race alive.
The god has an immune system.
Between the crew and their quota stand endless waves of chitin and claw and amber light, creatures that probe defenses like soldiers, cut communications like saboteurs, and never, ever stop coming. The ammunition is counting down. The drill bits are wearing out. Something is growing in the walls.
And one member of the crew came down with a plan of his own.
Dig sixteen tons and the skyhook takes you home. Come up short and the rock keeps you.
Part war movie, part cosmic horror, PREY STATION is a blood-and-brass siege novel about the men nobody wanted, holding a wall nobody will ever thank them for, and the terrible arithmetic of what humanity is willing to feed its own survival.
ALIENS meets EVENT HORIZON in a tin can bolted to the hide of a sleeping god.
For readers of grimdark military science fiction who like their gunfights loud, their horror cosmic, and their heroes expendable.
Genre: Science Fiction
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