Dreamrise

Adam Wall works as at a blog, but not the content farm kind, he’d have you know. Something strange has been happening lately, a kind of déjà vu he can’t shake. It’s not machines, bent on sucking out humankind’s souls because they ran out of Duracells; it’s a latent ability to control the flow of Time that’s rearing its ugly zeitgeist-rejecting head. Now, with a set of twins and a two-hundred year old gambler, along with his confident, witty girlfriend, it’s up to Adam to stop the depredations of a three-thousand year old madman known as the Tailor and his army of stitched-together automatons known as the Timeless before they manage to sow enough discord and strife to plunge the world into a new Dark Age. Can Adam cut the Tailor down to size? Is it possible to find love in the backseat of a 1997 Ford Escort while being chased by a horde of Romero’s worst nightmare? And why does the crazy old man in the yellow robes keep talking about Adam’s girlfriend that way?