Sanctum
Haunting, fast-paced sequel to the New York Times bestselling photo-illustrated novel ASYLUM.Perfect for fans of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children.Featuring real found photographs from vintage carnivals, SANCTUM is a mind-bending reading experience that blurs the lines between past and present, genius and insanity.Dan, Abby, and Jordan were traumatised by the summer they shared at New Hampshire College, the former site of the Brookline asylum. They want to move on, but someone is determined to keep the terror alive by sending them anonymous photos of an old-time carnival.Forsaking plans to never to go back, the teens return during a weekend for prospective students, and realise that the carnival from the photos is not only real, it's here on campus…As Dan and his friends visit abandoned houses and hidden places of the surrounding town, they realise that Camford is hiding a terrible past, and the influence of the asylum runs deeper than they ever imagined.
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First published in the USA in 2014 by HarperCollinsPublishers Inc.
First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2014
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Source ISBN: 9780007538263
Ebook Edition © 2014 ISBN: 9780007538270
Version: 2014-08-04
For my family, who never fail to amaze with their belief, support, and love. If there are better people on earth, I havenât met them.
Table of Contents
It was a fantasy of lights and sounds and smells, crooked candy-striped tents, and laughter that burst like cannon fire out of the winding paths. Curiosities lurked around every corner. A man belched flames from a podium. The scent of fried cakes and popcorn hung sweet and heavy on the air, tantalizing until it became sickening. And in the very last tent was a man with a long beardâa man who didnât promise riches or oddities or even a glimpse into the future. No. The man in the last tent promised the one thing the little boy wanted most of all.
Control.
Youguys are not even going to believe this, Dan typed, shaking his head at the computer screen. A âmemory manipulation expertâ? Is that even a real thing? Anyway, just watch the video, and let me know what you think!
His cursor hovered over that last lineâit sounded so desperate. But whatever, Dan was starting to get desperate here. His last three messages had gone unanswered, and he wasnât even sure if Abby and Jordan were still reading them.
He hit send.
Dan leaned away from his laptop, rolling his neck and listening to the soft pops of his spine adjusting. Then he closed the thingâmaybe a little too sharplyâand stood up, shoving the computer into his book bag between loose papers and folders. The bell rang just as he finished packing, and he filed out of the library into the hall.
The students in the wide corridor surged forward in one long column. Dan spotted a few kids from his third-period calculus class, and they waved at him as he approached their bank of lockers. Missy, a short brunette with freckles splattered across her nose, had decorated the door of her locker with just about every Doctor Who sticker and postcard she could get her hands on. A tall, gangly boy named Tariq was grabbing books from the locker next to hers, and beside him stood the shortest guy in twelfth grade, Beckett.
âHey, Dan,â Missy greeted him. âWe missed you at lunch. Whereâd you run off to?â
âOh, I was in the library,â Dan said. âI just had to finish something for AP Lit.â
âMan, you guys have to do so much work for that class,â Beckett said. âIâm glad I stuck with regular English.â
âSo, Dan, we were just talking about Macbeth when you walked up. Were you planning on going?â
âYeah, I heard the set is amazing,â Tariq said, shutting his locker with a clang.
âI didnât even know we were doing Macbeth,â Dan said. âIs it like a drama club thing?â
âYes, and Annie Si is in it. Thatâs reason enough to go right there.â Beckett shot the boys a mischievous smile, one Dan only barely returned, and then the group started down the hallway. Dan couldnât remember what classes the rest of them had next, but even if he hadnât been doing any work in the library, he really was headed to the second floor for AP Lit. It wasnât his favorite class, but Abby had read most of the books on the syllabus and had promised to give him a rundown at some point, which made it better.
