An Illusion of Peace – trailer

Films can have trailers, with dramatic voices and clips, so why can’t we do the same with books? So here is the trailer for my book:

An Illusion of Peace – trailer

‘We started getting reports from other divisions about 20 minutes ago sir’ explained Fisher. ‘London first; their systems started picking up key identifiers in the public communication networks. Since then we’ve had warnings pop up for eight more divisions’
‘London’s gone dark; communication lost’. After a few more seconds more black regions appeared on the map, spreading across the country, heading north and towards us in the west. ‘This is serious.’…

The truck suddenly lurched to the right as a wave of red heat illuminated the view around us. I grabbed the seat under me, trying to hold on as the truck violently bounced, then lost my grip as a sudden crunching stop threw me forward to slam into a mass of bodies, equipment and swearing…

Shots, explosions and flashes continued into the night, spread across the city. Each flash was accompanied by the strange hiss…

It seemed to reach about halfway up the height of the arch and almost as far across, probably about 3 meters tall. The surface seemed to be moving slowly. As the daylight grew I could see colours swirling across the surface of a roughly conical shape. It didn’t seem entirely solid; the edges undulated slightly.
‘I think we might actually be looking at an alien’…

‘We’re trapped’ said Fisher, wide eyed, still cowering down behind the wall.
‘We’re safe. These walls must be a meter thick. There’s no way that thing can hurt us here.’
‘But you saw what it did to Jones, he’s gone’…

The world exploded in fierce light and sound. I was in the air, surrounded by a ball of heat, then falling, tumbling. I was dimly aware of the slap of water, and it closing over me, of a brief relief at the cooling comfort, then darkness swallowed me whole…

A world of voices tumbled through me. I had a sense of a vast network of interconnected minds, of plans, desires and hopes, in a web of thoughts. The cold voice focused on me; questioning, probing, interrogating me. It was wonderful and terrifying…

I knew I was dreaming. In my dream I was standing on a vast plateau, with bright red rock stretching in all directions, flat and unbroken. I looked down. The rock below me was covered with a thin layer of liquid which slowly rippled, even though there was no breeze. It surrounded my bare feet, nestling up as high as my ankles…

The ship was a blur of movement now, spinning so rapidly that it was just a fuzzy sphere. Suddenly there was a scream of metal and I was looking at an explosion of debris as the sphere disintegrated into countless plumes of smoke and cloud…

There was a noise behind me. I turned to see two tall, thin figures facing us, long hollow tubes pointed towards us. They looked human in shape, but I estimated that the taller of the two must have been nearly 3 meters in height. Their hairless pale skin was completely exposed to the cold wind, their only clothing short red skirts…

We charged down the wide thoroughfare, then turned right into the narrow street leading to the portal steps. As we neared the archway there was a stressed crack as it started to collapse. We dived through, narrowly missing the falling stone and rolled down the steps to the landing area. If it hadn’t been for the lower gravity I suspected we would have been either crushed or killed by the fall, if that were possible in this simulated world…

An almost imperceptible red background glow seeped into the void and gradually intensified. I could just make out Olivia by the faint light, her eyes tight closed, her body drawn up into a ball apart from her outstretched arm, ending in that vital contact with me. As the glow grew, she opened her eyes and looked across at me, shooting me a strained smile. A dim red floor started forming below us, and red walls to either side and above. I found I could put my feet down on the surface and it was firm…

‘You have the physicality we have lacked. You are a practical species, we have uses for such.’
Slaves, I thought. Slaves to build your ships, crew them, and carry you to new worlds. No thanks’…

An Illusion of Peace, available now as an ebook on Amazon.com:
https://www.amazon.com/illusion-peace-Consonance-Book-ebook/dp/B09J35996T