For fans of Doctor Who and Stranger Things. A Time Travel Mystery with a Hint of Horror.
Even though she’s been skipping her way into the future for as long as she can remember, Ellie Johnson has never seen anything quite as strange as the twisted pathways that are keeping her trapped on the top of a hill in the middle of the night.
Are they something to do with the bizarre plume of light that has landed in the middle of the forest? Or are they an effect of the Northern Lights that have come so far south they are distorting the world around them?
She’s determined to find out.
But when people start to disappear, she finds herself in a race against time.
Trying to use her unique talent to escape the barrier that is closing in around them. Hoping that she can save her companions from the strange creatures that are lurking in the woods. And desperate to discover whether these terrifying creatures are somehow inextricably linked to her ability to dance through Time…..
Targeted Age Group:: YA/NA
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I love time travel novels. And I love creepy mysteries. I wanted to write something that combined the two things. Something that I hoped would be a little bit different.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
My main protagonist is a girl who has the ability to dance forwards through time. My novel, in part, looks at the consequences of this on her life as she grows up. It also places her in a dangerous situation.
It was clear that there was something not right about the figure. It wasn’t just the clothing that, now I looked more closely, seemed to be torn along the edges, as if the boy had ripped them somehow, maybe by pushing himself through the middle of a load of brambles, but also the fact that he was slumped forwards, his head seemingly resting on the outstretched branch of a tree and his legs frozen into a half crouch.
“Matt…,” I called, trying to take a couple of steps forward.
“Ellie…” Josh chided, “leave the man be.” But then he seemed to change his tone as he started to see what I saw. “Hang on a minute,” he said. “He’s not moving. Is he okay?”
“Matt?” I called again. But the boy didn’t turn around. He didn’t even register our presence.
“Hey!” shouted Josh. And then he pushed in front of me to put a hand on his friend’s shoulder. At which point the figure in front of him just gave way. It crumpled into the earth like a collection of bones in a bag.
Matt fell forwards, his arms swinging helplessly to his sides, his knees buckling in front of him, as he bounced sideways off a partially fallen tree trunk and ended up face-first on the ground. His clothes fluttered behind him until they covered him like a shroud.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” muttered Josh as his friend just lay there before him. “What just happened? What’s the matter with him?”
“I don’t know,” I said, scrambling through a mound of fallen leaves and over some tangled roots to try to get to his side. “You need to help me turn him over.” I don’t know what possessed me; perhaps I was concerned that he couldn’t breath, perhaps I was thinking that we needed to get him into a recovery position – something that I’d always read was an important issue in this kind of situation; but equally, there was something about the way that he’d fallen, something about the way that his body had been moving on the way down, that made me want to see him more closely.
It was as if he’d become nothing more than a marionette that had suddenly had its strings cut.
I took a few more steps until I was finally level with his fallen body. Then I knelt down by his side and, with Josh’s help, I managed to flip him over onto his front.
That was when the true horror of what we were looking at became sickeningly apparent.
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