Civilisation devestated by the death-dealing pestilence. Cities choked with rotting corpses. The air heavy with the ear-shattering silence.

Stunned survivors emerged, immune to the plague. A handful out of millions, they sought out others like themselves to slowly and painfully build a new world.

Then came the dreams.

Dark dreams that warned of the coming of the dark man. His worn-down boot heels walking the roadsand, his red eyes piercing the night. The apostate of evil, warlord of the charnel house, prince of torture and death.

In the far west his empire was growing. It is the time of the Apocalypse. The last titanic struggle between good and evil for the mastery of the world.

'The author of Carrie and the Shining outdoes himself in this spine-chilling fantasy.'    Publishers Weekly.