One last breath. Black as night.

The psychic didn't see that coming.

Unrelenting fire consumed the water tower.

Dark meat. Light meat. Dark meat.

Gone, with tears in her eyes.

No. Not even with a paddle.

After he quit, Wendell went wild.

"The gig is up." Life improves.

A 3 book series on the Dead, the Living and the Dieing

Skeletons lie down in bed boxes.

Humans lie down tangled in sheets.

The Dieing crave bits of each.

All six of the numbers match!