First Contact

The night the sky stopped being empty, you were the only human alive who could read what was written on the stars.

You are Dr. Julian "Jules" Cross - the sharpest field archaeologist of your generation, standing at the bottom of a New Mexico trench with a four-thousand-year-old disk in your hands, when the stars above you begin going out in straight, deliberate rows. They are not stars going out. They are things arriving. And four hundred miles away, the first people are already gone - including the only family you have left.

This is interactive survival fiction where YOU make every choice. Every page hands you a decision and a number; you pick one, you turn to it, and the path you didn't take is the one that's allowed to kill you. Choose badly and you die - then the page tells you why, and sends you back to learn what it cost a life to know.

Three rules keep you breathing: observe before you act. Stillness is your skin; movement is a flare. The door that wants you is the wrong door. And cut into the disk are eight sigils of a language older than the pyramids and not, it turns out, of this earth. Find all eight on the one true path and you'll hold something the invasion would burn the planet to keep out of your hands. Most readers will miss them. You are not most readers.

Book One of the Invasion trilogy.