Tap and Die is a 90’s action story full of characters like Jack who use wands and lava gloves and slugs instead of guns on the set of an epic fantasy world. I’m releasing it serially over the course of 6 months — the first 25% is FREE and the rest requires a subscription: if you subscribe for at least 3 months, I will send you a hard copy before the book releases even if you don’t finish the story.

 

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Up he ran one floor to the fashirals. Something billowy and bubbly writhed below the catwalk, but he ignored it. He heard voices in the other room, drunk Klūhmen.

The pen on the lift scribbled. 

Think, think, think. 

He looked back at the lift shaft from whence he’d come. Could he open it without waiting for a descender to come? 

He called up a warp of brimstone, called up a weft of the limestone floor. Wove a lightning-powered battering ram, a spell he’d used often. He shot it at the silent door. Hammerfell and stone doors hit the far back wall of the shaft and plummeted up into the abyss that led to the front office. 

Followed by silence.

Then a massive noise in the nearby room.

Black Jack had seconds. He ran to the edge of the lift and felt immediately woozy from the potential speed of the freefall up. He called up another warp of lightning and then searched the room for something to use. 

 

 

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He looked back at the lift shaft from whence he’d come. Could he open it without waiting for a descender to come? 

 

He called up a warp of brimstone, called up a weft of the limestone floor. Wove a lightning-powered battering ram, a spell he’d used often. He shot it at the silent door. Hammerfell and stone doors hit the far back wall of the shaft and plummeted up into the abyss that led to the front office. 

 

Followed by silence.

 

Then a massive noise in the nearby room.

 

Black Jack had seconds.