by Mark Williams

IN A PEACEFUL NEW ENGLAND VILLAGE, TERROR LIES LURKING BENEATH THE SURFACE...

Phillipsport, Maine seems to be the perfect place for novelist Rick Sychek to settle in to. A small seaport village, it is quaint and peaceful, just what Rick needs in order to write his next novel.

On his drive into town Rick runs over what appears to be a large crab in the road. About the size of a common house cat and sporting a segmented tail that resembles the stinger of a scorpion, it is unlike any crustacean he or anybody else in town has seen before. Within the next day the town is literally besieged by hundreds of the creatures -- which Rick calls Clickers due to the sound their claws make as the click together -- as they ravage and plunder anything unlucky enough to get in their way.

NOW THE WAVE OF TERROR BEGINS...

Hundreds of Clickers literally beach themselves in a wave of terror that ends in horror and death for some....but it brings the town together collectively in a fight to drive the creatures back. Rick joins his new friends in fighting the creatures off only to discover that the Clickers aren't merely here to ravage and pillage. They are being driven up on the shores of this New England by instinct. For something is hunting the Clickers. Something far worse than any of them could ever imagine...