When Quentin Draith wakes up in a private sanatorium, he has no memory of who he is or how he received the injuries riddling his body. All he knows is that he has to get out, away from the drugs being pumped into him and back to the real world to search for answers. His first question: How did his friend Tony’s internal organs fill with sand, killing him in a Las Vegas car crash? After a narrow escape, he tracks down the basic facts: he is an investigator and blogger specializing in the supernatural ― which is a good thing, because Quentin’s life is getting stranger by the minute. It seems he is one of a special breed, a person with unusual powers. He’s also the prime suspect in a string of murders linked by a series of seemingly mundane objects. The deeper he digs and the harder he works to clear his name, the more Quentin realizes that some truths are better off staying buried…
Weird happenings even for Vegas Quentin Draith wakes up in a private sanatorium, severly injured and with no memory. Then things start to get really strange. This is a totally new take on the urban paranormal tale. There are no extraterestials in this version of Vegas but rips in reality and a hidden world of powerful characters each with their own Domains and calling themselves the “Community”.
A promising start Mystery, thriller, with a heavy dose of science fiction (or fantasy) serving as the crux of the story, B.V. Larson’s Technomancer is a surprisingly entertaining read.
A thriller that reminded me of a video game. Very well done. Quentin Draith wakes up in a sanatorium with no recollection of where he is, how he got there or even who he is. There is a cast on his leg, scars on his body and a small photo of a couple with a child hidden under his pillow. And the staff knows his name, especially the director of this very unusual sanatorium, Dr. Meng. Draith is able to steal a gun and clothing from the staff and escape to…where?