First off, let me share a little taste of RUSH, a tiny excerpt to grab your interest:

“Close your eyes,” Jackson barks.

Confused, I freeze.

There’s a flash of light, blindingly bright.

I blink, wishing I had done as Jackson said as colored haloes obscure my vision. They dance and flicker and then disappear, leaving only a rectangle of light boxed in by the dark doorframe.

I see then that the door’s gone and in front of me are people. No…they aren’t people. They have limbs, hair, faces, but they ar...