The dead don't stay buried; they get hunted.

clips featuring Nova and Shade from Blacktop and Bone

Prologue to Blacktop & Bone

The roar of an engine shattered the night. Headlights blazed through the corn, bright and blinding, and Nova threw up an arm to shield her eyes. The engine was loud, powerful, American muscle, and it was coming fast. She dove to the side as a black-and-chrome 1967 Pontiac GTO exploded out of the corn rows. Tires churned dirt and dead stalks as it skidded to a stop exactly where she’d been standing three seconds earlier. The driver’s door opened. A man stepped out carrying a s