Today for Fifty Shades of Book Boys we are featuring Mason from The Requiem Red by Brynn Chapman! The Requiem Red is a thriller that is set in an asylum! I got a chance to read this one early and I really enjoyed it. It creeped me out a little bit but it was defiantly a very interesting read! If you want to read my review for The Requiem Red you can go here! The Requiem Red releases on April 5th from Month 9 Books so make sure to keep your eyes out for it!
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I walk into the auditorium and instantly notice the stage, which has been considerably adorned from its usual near-squalor to now resemble a cottage.
“Oi, Mason. I thought you were off tonight?” Alexander, the beefy, dense orderly turns his bloodshot gaze to take in my street clothes.
I shrug. “Just got off. Thought I would wait, and see what this was about?”
His face splits in a grin that is more a leer. “I tell you wot it’s about. Bunch of imbecilies, playing hoity-toity music,” his watery eyes scan the audience, “to even more stupid, hoity-toity do-gooders, willing to pay good coin to see em.”
I grind my teeth. He sees Soothing Hills Inmates as animals. Truth be told, he is the bloody animal. And I am counting the days till I can shed this orderly uniform and stroll out into the sunlight, and never, ever look back.
The lights flicker and dim, and I seize the opportunity to put space between us.
I swim through the sea of well-heeled ladies and gents, fighting the current of bodies till I reach the front row—right in front of the stage.
A translucent screen is dropped and lights flare, allowing shadows to appear behind it. I watch in fascination as the musicians take their place on the stage.
In the far right…
My mouth is instantly dry. It is Patient Twenty-Nine. I recognize the cock of her head, even though she is mere shadow.
Why, do you recognize her mannerisms?
I square my shoulders and close my eyes, willing the images of her to leave me. Images that plague my dreams, leave me breathless and heaving and awake till the cold morning light mercifully arrives.
The music begins….
I discern cello, harp….but no violin.
She does not play.
My heartbeat doubles and I wipe my palms on my trousers, willing myself to stay put.
She is not your concern. Not yours to aide. To help. TO hold.
“Did you say something?” A middle aged woman requests, peering over her fan.
I hear a tune…no, a note, more precisely. Someone hums it, beneath their breath, a few seats away.
The identical note warbles from behind the screen. It is Twenty-nine, I am certain.
And she begins…her arm sawing furiously at the violin—its music infusing the entire assembly with the sound of her heart, channeled through that instrument.
For the love of heaven, man. The sound of her heart? What is wrong with me?
All else fades to nothing. I hear the violin rise over the other instruments. Calling.
Calling me home.
See Jane Run. See Jane cry. See Jane Scream.
Let’s free Jane.
Do your part, on April 6th.
Born and raised in western Pennsylvania, Brynn Chapman is the daughter of two teachers. Her writing reflects her passions: science, history and love—not necessarily in that order. In real life, the geek gene runs strong in her family, as does the Asperger’s syndrome. Her writing reflects her experience as a pediatric therapist and her interactions with society’s downtrodden. In fiction, she’s a strong believer in underdogs and happily-ever-afters. She also writes non-fiction and lectures on the subjects of autism and sensory integration and is a medical contributor to online journal The Age of Autism.
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Available April 5, 2016 from Month9Books
About this Book:
A monster roams the halls of Soothing Hills Asylum. Three girls dead. 29 is endowed with the curse…or gift of perception. She hears messages in music, sees lyrics in paintings. And the corn. A lifetime asylum resident, the orchestral corn music is the only constant in her life.
Mason, a new, kind orderly, sees 29 as a woman, not a lunatic. And as his belief in her grows, so does her self- confidence. That perhaps she might escape, might see the outside world.
But the monster has other plans. The missing girls share one common thread…each was twenty-nine’s cell mate.
Will she be next?