With Star Wars, The Clone Wars Season 2 firing on all cylinders, and BioWare’s The Old Republic on the horizon I’ve had Star Wars on the brain and was looking to find something fun that would coincide well with the chill in the air as Halloween approaches — so to that end Joe Schreiber’s Star Wars: Death Troopers was recommended to me and having purchased a copy it will be all that’s on my plate this week as I take a break from Dune (which I’m about 3/4ths of the way through) and jump back into a galaxy far, far away:
When the Imperial prison barge Purge–temporary home to five hundred of the galaxy’s most ruthless killers, rebels, scoundrels, and thieves–breaks down in a distant, uninhabited part of space, its only hope appears to lie with a Star Destroyer found drifting, derelict, and seemingly abandoned. But when a boarding party from the Purge is sent to scavenge for parts, only half of them come back–bringing with them a horrific disease so lethal that within hours nearly all aboard the Purge die in ways too hideous to imagine.
And death is only the beginning.
The Purge’s half-dozen survivors–two teenage brothers, a sadistic captain of the guards, a couple of rogue smugglers, and the chief medical officer, the lone woman on board–will do whatever it takes to stay alive. But nothing can prepare them for what lies waiting aboard the Star Destroyer amid its vast creaking emptiness that isn’t really empty at all. For the dead are rising: soulless, unstoppable, and unspeakably hungry.
Beyond the blurb I’ve heard good things about Death Troopers (what a great backdrop for a horror story an Imperial ship is) so I’m really looking forward to spending the next several days with it.