Roxane Folkens

“I felt like a secret agent, relying on my wits and charm to keep me alive amidst an epidemic of violent death”
― Edward Williams, Framed & Hunted: A True Story of Occult Persecution

“The woodland made it impossible to run in a straight line. She ran deeper, unsure of her bearing or when she might find civilization. Headlights ahead to the right preceded a drumming of tires on the pavement. The truck stopped. Sharnee altered her course toward the truck and screamed. Fifteen seconds later she pitched forward as if someone grabbed her ankle and threw her to the ground.”
― Steve Rush, Lethal Impulse

“He had been out among the dragons, he said, and he assured himself that they were not so hideous as he had imagined them. Also,”
― Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Courage

“He dropped the phone back onto its cradle, began to turn around and felt a sudden ice-cold furrow open up in his side. Strength drained from his legs, and a moment later he sank to his knees. There was warmth now that ran over the initial and persistent cold.

Mohammed was confused, and barely noticed the briefcase being removed from his grip. He heard the click of a cell phone opening, and a soft beeping as a number was dialed.

'The package is in my possession,' a female voice said, and the phone clicked shut.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Zombie Room