β Scribed by Graham Masterton
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Is the rusting old tank only a relic of the war-torn pastβor is it the residence of a satanic demon about to inflict its horror on an unsuspecting world?
Thirty-five years have passed since the Allied invasion of Normandy on D-Day turned the tide of World War II against Adolf Hitler and the Nazi Reich, and it's been more than three decades since the residents of the tiny French village of Le Vey witnessed the horrific slaughter of hundreds of German soldiers by thirteen black tanks. One of the tanks remains on the outskirts of townβits hatch mysteriously sealed, trapping its controller insideβonly to be discovered by American surveyor and cartographer Dan McCook.
Driven by curiosity and an inexplicable compulsion, McCook is about to do the unthinkable and release what lives within the tank upon an unsuspecting world. And once the monstrous occupant reunites with others of its demonic kind, a new world war will begin, one that...
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