Thursday, December 15, 2016

War Town

About the Book
Title: War Town
Author: Mitch Goth
Genre: New Adult Thriller
For Olly Rourke, War Town's opening day is a joyous occasion. He is one of a thousand people selected to be the first players in the world's largest paintball arena. But as he soon finds out, the game he enters into is far more sinister. Two equal teams, locked in the massive arena together, and presented with an armory of real ammunition and a time bomb powerful enough to kill them all. The only way out is to eliminate the other team, by any means necessary.

Author Bio
Mitch Goth currently resides in Yellow Springs, Ohio, where he attends Antioch College. When not writing, he spends his time investigating the paranormal and indulging in a good book or movie.

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Book Excerpt

For twenty straight minutes, I stared down at the ticket in my hand. War Town’s opening day, and I had a ticket. We were just a few miles out and I was still struggling to believe it.
“Hey Olly, how much longer you think we got?”
I looked over at the source of the voice. Mikey looked at his phone as he steered the car with his other hand and the other half of his attention. With any other person, I would have scolded them for looking at their phone while driving. But I knew Mikey Fischer well enough to know how good he was good at multi-tasking. I also knew that no matter how many times I told him not to do something he would always do it.
“Can’t be much longer.” I shrugged. “A few minutes maybe.”
“I hope so. I can’t take this suspense anymore.”
“It’s not like we haven’t seen it before, there’s pictures of it all over the internet.”
Mikey drummed his fingers against the wheel. “Well, yeah, pictures from the outside. I wanna know what the deal is inside. Besides, no way pictures do a justice for this place.”
I paused for a moment and watched my friend’s movements. His finger drumming went on and he bounced a little in his seat. His excitement looked like it was about to burst from him. He stuck his head out the window, letting the wind whip through his thick, brown hair.
“What was that for?” I asked.
“Just to do something, I guess. I’m getting antsy.”
“I can tell.”
“Come on, how can you not be stoked for this? War Town is gonna put Oklahoma to shame!”
I smiled. We had taken more than a few trips to the big paintball tournaments in Oklahoma during college. It would take something like a God to one-up those battles, or at least someone with a great vision and a lot of money. War Town was a case of the latter.

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