This is my moment.
The moment of Jack Sullivan, Post-Apocalyptic Action Hero.
The Wormungulous will be upon us in seconds. Its massive form is barreling forward, turning everything in its path to dust. And I
can’t let my friends fall into the category of “dust.” That’s my biggest fear. That’s what keeps me up at night (well, that and thoughts of Selena Gomez—I hope she’s safe somewhere!).
I step toward the beast like some sort of samurai ninja Jedi.
“Jack, what are you doing?” June screams.
“June, Dirk, Quint. Get back,” I say. “Behind me.”
“I’ll try to open the gate into Sears,” Dirk says. “If you can slow it down, maybe we won’t all die today.”
Copyright © 2016 by Max Brallier; Illustrated by Douglas Holgate. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
