title: A Stranger to the Darklands: and Other Tales
author:  Stephen Blackehart 
description: "I loved it! Hans Christian Anderson meets <i>Tales From the Crypt</i>. Inventive and classically frightening! As a true Horror/Suspense/Mystery fan, it felt good to read something new that caught my attention the way Anne Rice, Edgar Allen Poe and Stephen King have before. It reminded me a bit of Japanese horror, in that creepy folklore way. <span><span>I really loved the introductions, as well. Powerful storytelling!" -- <i>Nikki Griffin</i> [GEEK Magazine]</span></span><br /><br />Vampires, witches and zombies share top billing in Blackehart's creepy debut collection of three novellas in screenplay form...Entertaining supernatural adventure...Gut-wrenching horror...Brilliantly frightening, and sure tocause more than a few readers to think twice before turning off their lights at night...This format works, thanks to the author's agile prose and imagination...Readers who enjoy a scare or two would do well to pick up this collection of memorable campfire stories. A spooky, inventive and compelling compilation. --<i> Kirkus Reviews </i>
zlib_text: Into A Dark Realm
  The Darkwar, Book 2
  Raymond E. Feist
  
  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  As always, the many mothers and fathers of Midkemia, for giving me a world in which to tell
  stories.
  To my children, Jessica and James, for keeping me grounded no matter how crazy the world
  around us gets.
  To my mother for hanging in there.
  To Jonathan Matson, again and always.
  To my editors, in so many places, for caring about the work.
  And to my readers; without you I’d be doing something a great deal less fun.
  Raymond E. Feist
  San Diego, CA July, 2006
  
  This one is for Janny, Bill, Joel, and Steve
  For sharing their talents
  
  CHAPTER ONE - Chase
  A woman screamed in outrage.
  Three young men overturned carts and pushed aside shoppers as they crashed through the evening
  market. Their leader - a tall, rawboned youth with red hair - pointed to the retreating back of their
  prey and shouted, ‘There he goes!’
  Night approached the port city of Durbin as desperate men raced through the streets. Merchants
  pulled prized wares