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• "'Hell Followed With Us' bristles with energy and intensity, written with a kind of gleeful ferocity. . . . It shines in crystalline moments when Benji considers himself and his body, the viciousness of the virus taking hold and the irony of its unexpected gifts. . . . White's novel . . . [responds] with a long, sustained scream to the various strains of anti-transgender legislation multiplying around the world like, well, a virus."―The New York Times ★ "[An] astounding and exhilarating debut. . . . This fast-paced adventure is chaotic in the best way, featuring diverse and relatable characters that readers will fall in love with, despite their flaws, and a heartrending love story that reminds us that humanity seeks comfort even in the most painful of times."―Booklist, Starred Review ★ "This cinematically gory apocalyptic horror not only delivers high stakes, fast-paced action, and fraught romantic drama, it engages critically with the intertwining impacts of colonialism, capitalism, and White supremacy. The resistance truthfully depicts diversity within queerness while also holding White queer people accountable for gatekeeping and upholding White supremacy. . . . A restorative, hopeful resolution brings the story to a satisfying close without turning Benji into a savior. A gloriously ferocious and scorching blaze."―Kirkus Reviews, Starred Review ★ "Using evocative and visceral language, compact storytelling, and inventive worldbuilding, White delivers a transformative depiction of apocalypse through a queer lens. This debut is a moving and timely tale of queer perseverance, offering hope for those fighting for the right to exist without apology."―Publishers Weekly, Starred Review "Rippling with righteous fury. . . . Ultimately a story of both queer survival and queer perseverance. . . . Hell Followed With Us is, truly, like nothing else you'll read this summer, and its deft balance of destruction and rebirth offers a satisfying, if far from saccharine, end."―Paste "This authentic story of consuming fury and the power of found family to heal is an excellent choice. . . ."―School Library Journal "A compelling, powerful, and ultimately reassuring message for teens deep in their own varied versions of misery."―The Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books "This book made me feel as understood and validated as I was unsettled and pissed off. With vivid prose and a mirror held up to the ugliest parts of ourselves, Andrew Joseph White is poised to become a defining voice of our generation."―H.E. Edgmon, author of The Witch King "Gloriously dark and immersive, Hell Followed with Us cuts straight to the core. With its endearing cast, detailed worldbuilding, and breathtaking horror, this novel kept me at the edge of my seat. Hands down the best YA horror book I've read."―Aden Polydoros, author of The City Beautiful "A timely and riveting tale of queer teens surviving and resisting fundamentalism any way they can. Andrew Joseph White holds a m...irror up to the monstrosities within all of us, and I couldn't look away."―Ray Stoeve, author of Between Perfect and Real "A chimera of horror, romance, and something stranger. Hell Followed with Us won me over to its vision of a grotesque future where we're still here, still queer, and more monstrous than ever."―Rose Szabo, author of What Big Teeth "In a brutal, vibrant debut, author Andrew Joseph White does something revolutionary: he fills dystopia with hope. Readers who enjoy smart, politically-savvy speculative YA will be captivated by this powerful new voice."―Kiersten Frost, Children’s Bookseller, Brookline Booksmith "A utopian model for queer community masquerading as a dystopian YA novel. Andrew Joseph White has dared to create a story where queer kids of all stripes love, fight alongside, and care for each other despite their personal differences and the myriad of things looking to kill them. It is as beautiful as it is hard to read. This is what horror can and should be."―Cliff Helm, Left Bank Books, St. Louis, MO "This is a book with teeth, with fire, and with a bloody, beating heart. Just as Benji sheds his skin to become a dark creature of wrath, Hell Followed with Us warps our own world inside out, showing the ugliest and brightest parts that humanity has to offer."―Laura Graveline, Brazos Bookstore, Houston, TX "White states that this book ‘began life as a fit of rage.’ Rage is expressed in a world under the grip of extremists with their demented version of religion. White has written a book of gore, violence, and literally vomiting out one’s guts. Fast-paced and difficult to read but more difficult to not read, the underlying message of blindly following a leader is clear."―Shirley Mullin, Kids Ink Children’s Bookstore, Indianapolis, IN "Andrew Joseph White shows us exactly what it means to be human, in all its horrific and wondrous forms. He plants the knowledge of true family, letting it grow thick into the steady vine that keeps the characters (and us) together through the thickest of frays. Above all, he doesn’t flinch away from difficult truths, nor from ferocious emotions and pain. This will be one of the best and most important books of 2022."―Minna Banawan, Park Road Books, Charlotte, NC
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• BENJAMIN Chapter 1 You will return to the earth for out of it you were taken; for from dust you were made and to dust you will return. ―Angel prayer Here’s the thing about being raised an Angel: You don’t process grief. Grief is a sin. Loss is God’s design, and to mourn the dead is to insult His vision. To despair at His will is sacrilege. How dare you betray His plan by grieving what was always His to take? Unfaithful, disgusting heretic, you should be hung from the wall so the nonbelievers will know what’s coming for them. Romans 6:23―for the wages of sin is death. So the image of Dad’s body burns into the folds of my brain, writes itself between the grooves of my fingerprints, and I swallow it down until I choke. Angels cut out the parts of us that remember how to cry until we can’t. We learn to mask the grief, to pack it away for later, later, later, until eventually we just die. The way I see it, I don’t have to worry. If the Angels get their way, all this grief will be His problem soon enough. And if they don’t― God, please don’t― I’m running. Dad’s blood is in my mouth. Brother Hutch shot him once in the chest to stop him and once in the head to kill him. Brother Hutch calls for me, “We can do this the easy way, we really can!” The other Angels sweep the riverfront, shining white in the blazing February sun, moving slow and sure through the streets. They don’t have to be quick. They know they’ll catch me eventually. One sixteen-year-old boy against a death squad of Angels? I’m doomed. I crash to a stop behind a stone pillar by the riverbank and double over to gasp for air. My hair sticks to my forehead in a slurry of sweat and blood―Dad’s blood―drying on my face and hands. My lungs burn. I can’t tell if the roaring in my ears is my heartbeat or the river. Dad’s gone. He’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead. “Please, God,” I whisper before I can stop myself. What makes me think He’s going to answer me now? “Please give me something, anything―” “Sister Woodside!” Brother Hutch cries. “Your mother is worried about you! She wants her daughter to come home.” The first thing Dad told me―when Mom said I’d see the Lord’s plan for my womanhood eventually, that she’d carve it into me if she had to―he told me I’m a man, and I fought for it, and nobody can take that from me. Open your eyes. Breathe. Pull it together, Benji, pull it together. The death squads haven’t gotten me yet. I can finish what Dad started. I can get out of Acheson, Pennsylvania. I peek from behind the pillar to look down the street. The riverfront district was probably beautiful before Judgment Day. Before the Flood hit. Now, ivy climbs up glass skyscrapers and cars rust in parking-lot graveyards. Lawns and gardens have gone wild, smothering everything the...y can reach. Flowers bloom in February. It’s one of the few good months for flowers. They’ll die of thirst by April. But I don’t see any Angels. Not yet. Brother Hutch shouts to the heavens, “We don’t want to hurt you, we don’t.” The only way in or out of southern Acheson is the bridge―the one bridge the Angels didn’t destroy on Judgment Day. It’s just half a block from me. With the death squads closing in and the bridge guards called away to join the hunt, this is my only shot. I was supposed to do this with Dad. We were supposed to leave Acheson together. We were supposed to make it to Acresfield County together. Now he’s a corpse in the lawn of a crumbling hotel, brains soaking into the dirt, returning to earth for out of it he was taken. I can’t finish what we started if I stand here begging God for things to be different. It won’t bring him back. Breathe. Run. I’ve been running for days but not like this. Not with my legs screaming and my sneakers pounding the sidewalk in time with my heartbeat. I pretend Dad is right behind me, that I can’t hear him because I’m breathing too hard, that I can mistake him for a blur in the windows across the street. I make it to the mouth of the bridge. I don’t stop, just dive between the wreckage of cars choking the entrance. The bridge shines silver, suspension towers dangling thick metal wires from bank to bank. It belongs to the Angels now. A banner flutters high above me: GOD LOVES YOU. Corpses dangle from the wires, yellow-pink organs hanging from their stomachs to obscure their nakedness, like Adam and Eve ashamed of their bodies. One of the bodies is twisted, the leg held at a broken angle, and I can’t tell if the Angels did that or the Flood did. The Flood is cruel. It’ll do some terrible things to a body. Not that I need another reminder. This is a long bridge. I can almost convince myself that Dad is waiting on the other side, holding our backpacks, demanding, What took you so long? I’ll crash into him, and we’ll run until we’re away from Acheson, so far away from every Angel camp and colony that they’ll never find us again. Dad and I memorized a map of every outpost in the surrounding states and every major stronghold in North America. We’ll be okay. We’ll be okay. “There!” I shouldn’t look, I shouldn’t. I do. I know the Angel behind me is Brother Hutch because his robes are splattered with Dad’s blood. His rifle hangs from a strap over his shoulder. He’s close enough that I can make out the bruises on his knuckles, the stains on his face mask. Masks keep the Flood out, but I haven’t worn one for a while. I can’t get infected twice. “Sister Woodside,” Brother Hutch says, and the other Angels emerge from the shadows, the ruins, the back-streets, and I don’t stand still a moment longer. The second thing Dad told me―when we finally escaped, listening for the scream of monsters and the beat of boots against the ground―was that if the Angels want to get their hands on me, I have to make them suffer for it. I still taste his blood. I vault the Jersey barriers at the Angel checkpoint and hit the ground hard on the other side. There are lawn chairs back here, a Bible, and a few bottles of water. The road is full of broken glass. The bodies sway. Run. I dreamed about what it would be like on the other side of the bridge. Dad and I could head north and find a place to make it through the summer. Sure, there would be Angels, because there would always be Angels until the last nonbeliever was dead, but we would have all the earth to avoid them. Maybe we would meet someone: a handsome nonbeliever who would fall for me when I soaked his hands in warm water and bandaged his wounds. He would be sweet and a little brash and queer as hell, and he wouldn’t mess up my pronouns when he saw my chest for the first time. Sometimes he was blond, like my fiance. Most of the time, he wasn’t. Stop. Don’t think about him. Don’t think about Theo. None of it matters anyway, because none of it will ever happen. The Flood will break me like it breaks everything else, and I need to keep the monster away from the Angels. I need to get out, I need to get away, I need to― An Angel whistles, and the whistle is met with a scream. Between the cars ahead of me, a tangle of limbs unfolds, and it shrieks and howls with all the pain of Hell, the weeping and gnashing of teeth. A creature made of corpses and the Flood―sharpened ribs lining its back in a row of spines, eyeballs blinking between sinew, muscles so swollen they split the skin―rises from the wreckage. Claws the size of arm bones curl around a truck cab and crumple it. I stop running. No. No, no, no. NO. Not a Gr
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