Things are quiet in the town that used to be PERFECT until Violet receives a strange note and she catches Tom sneaking about. When Violet and Boy follow Tom they uncover a lot more trouble brewing.
Town is about to be taken over by a huge zombie army. Can Violet and Boy save themselves and their friends?
Its a matter of life or death!
A highly charged finale to the series that began with A Place Called Perfect.
A creepy, magical tale of bravery and self-belief. Sunday Express
Full of the adventure, mystery and sinister goings on Rachael, Waterstones bookseller
This is one of those books that you think about when youre not reading it and cant wait to find out what happens next. Tom Fletcher
Brimming with humour, intrigue, danger and thrilling adventures Lancashire Evening Post
Helena Duggan builds an intriguing world and tells a gripping story The Scotsman
A quirky, intriguing novel Through the Looking Glass (blogger review)
A creepy adventure story full of twists and turns Scoop magazine
For Robbie, my Boy
CONTENTS
Violet stared at the miniature eye plant blinking inside a small glass box. She shivered as the creature turned and looked straight at her, its translucent skin-like petals flapping slowly as its thin red stem pulsed with the blood that fed it.
Eugene Brown, Violets dad, clad in his white lab coat, was busy scribbling some sort of complicated maths equations on a blackboard across the room to her left, a cloud of chalk dust surrounding him. Her best friend, Boy, was scratching his head, sitting at the large steel table in the middle of the room as he tried to tackle the homework Mrs Moody had set them. The summer holidays had only just finished and Boy was finding it hard to get back into the swing of school. His struggles hadnt been helped by Mrs Moodys workload.
They were in the cellar of Archer and Brown, the town opticians. It was a much nicer place now than when it had been owned by Boys evil uncles, Edward and George, and known as the Archer Brothers Spectacle Makers Emporium. The cellar used to be where the Watchers, Edward and Georges vicious army of thugs, had hung out and it had been a cold, unwelcoming room. Rough hammocks had hung from the bare stone ceiling on large metal hooks and old wooden crates were used as tables and storage around the space. It had smelled too, of large, sweaty, hairy men. Now, since Eugene had started using it as his new lab, coloured rugs dotted the flagstone floor, paintings hung from the walls and a large old fireplace, which had been uncovered behind some of the Watchers stinking mess, blazed heat from its hearth, warming the grey walls. And there were eye plants everywhere, encased in glass boxes on steel lab benches.
It was because of the eye plants that Violets family had first come to the town formerly known as Perfect, when Edward and George had read about Eugenes research in Eye Spy magazine and sought him out. First the Archer brothers had tried to use the plants to do terrible things, then William Archer had installed them as a security system around Town, but now Eugene had decided he wanted to use his eye plants the way hed originally intended. Hed recently been given money from a university to do so, and was working diligently on developing the eye plants to help the blind see.
Violets mam, Rose, had been a successful accountant before Perfect but after her imagination was stolen by the Archer Brothers shed given all of that up. When Eugene got his funding she stepped in to run the opticians shop above with Boys dad, William. Violet hadnt seen her mother as happy in a long time.
I still think theyre creepy, Violet whispered, looking through the glass box at a distorted Boy, who was busy biting the end of his pencil. Shed finished her homework ages ago and was getting bored as she waited for her friend to finish his.