By Neil Gaiman, Michael Reaves
An extraordinary story of experience, threat, magic, technology, friendship, spaceships, and, oh yeah, the conflict to avoid wasting all of the humans in all of the worlds in all attainable dimensions.
Joey Harker isn't a hero.
in reality, he's the type of man who will get misplaced in his personal residence.
yet in the future, Joey will get rather misplaced. He walks directly out of his international and into one other size.
Joey's stroll among worlds makes him prey to armies of magic and technological know-how, either decided to harness Joey's energy to commute among the size. the one factor status of their method is Joey—or, extra accurately, a military of Joeys, all from varied dimensions and all made up our minds to save lots of the worlds.
Now Joey needs to select: go back to the lifestyles he is aware or sign up for the conflict to the top.
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Inform me to talk, i assumed, pleading together with her, inform me to talk, and that i will inform you you’re at risk. this isn't your good friend. i'm the one one that really cares approximately you, and that i can't provide you with a warning. “Right,” she stated. “Let’s move up on deck. How’s your headache? ” the guy who seemed like Scarabus shrugged. I guessed that the go well with didn’t paintings for voices. girl Indigo didn’t press the purpose. She grew to become and went out of the room. “Follow me, slave Harker, and remain close,” she referred to as. I her up onto the deck. I couldn’t even start to think now not doing so. (The Joey buried deep inside of me could—he stored on yelling and screaming that I should still withstand, run, whatever. I stored strolling. His phrases intended not anything. ) Above us superstar fields spun and blinked and whorled. Neville the jelly guy moved quickly over once he noticed us. “I’ve checked the entire tools and portents,” he acknowledged self-importantly, in his sucking-mud voice, “and consulted the astrolabe, and they're all fairly definite. we're wearing a stowaway. a few presence arrived at the Lacrimae Mundi approximately an hour in the past. simply whilst I acknowledged I felt anything within the pit of my abdominal. ” “And a robust abdominal it truly is, too,” acknowledged the replicate guy pretending to be Scarabus in Scarabus’s voice. i used to be unsuitable, then; the swimsuit may do voices, too. “I shall forget about that comment,” acknowledged the jelly guy to Scarabus. “What type of stowaway, Neville? ” requested girl Indigo. “Could be one among sleek Zelda’s humans attempting to seize the Harker, to allow them to take the entire credit,” stated Scarabus. “You understand how a lot she hates you. If she took your Harker again to HEX, it can make her glance first-class. ” “Zelda. ” girl Indigo made a face, as though she’d bitten into whatever that had grew to become out to be commonly maggots. Neville hugged himself together with his jellyfish palms and appeared depressing. “She desires my skin,” he acknowledged. “Has for years. wishes a coat, Zelda does, one that’ll permit her blow their own horns and nonetheless be hot. ” sooner than he may well proceed, Scarabus—Jay pretending to be Scarabus—looked at me and squinted. “My lady,” he acknowledged, “how have you learnt this is often nonetheless your Harker? What if it’s a few type of changeling? they can have already stolen the boy away and left anything in the back of that merely feels like him. a few form of spell creature, probably. effortless adequate to do, even the following. ” girl Indigo frowned and checked out me. Then she gestured within the air with one hand whereas she sang 3 transparent notes. “Now,” she stated, “any spell that's on or round you is got rid of. allow us to see what you really are. ” i spotted that i'll communicate back if i needed to. i may do whatever i needed to now. i used to be again responsible, and, boy, did it think stable to be again. “Right, Joey,” acknowledged the Scarabus imposter, his face and physique flowing again into silver. “Jay? Is that you simply? ” “Of direction it’s me! Come on! ” He picked me up in a fire-man’s hold and ran. We made it nearly to the rail while there has been a small eco-friendly explosion, like a firecracker going off, and Jay made a noise of soreness. I shifted my head, stared at his contrary shoulder. The replicate stuff masking it used to be seared and long past, exposing a mass of circuitry and pores and skin, and lots of the dermis was once bleeding.