(W) Richard A. Hamilton (A/CA) Marco Matrone When shy 6th-grade shutterbug Whit Garcia starts middle school, he's forced to join a yearbook club with three other weirdos who will never be voted "most likely to succeed." But after the ghosts of missing students start haunting them, Whit, Hester, Hillary and Press must solve the supernatural secret behind these spirits - or their yearbook club will be voted most likely to join them. But are these ghostly students the real bad guys? Or are they just warning Whit and his friends? Warning them about a darkness beyond their schoolyard...a darkness that threatens to swallow the school - and its occupants - whole. The sophomore offering from Seismic Press, FEARBOOK CLUB is a story all about fitting in, fighting ghosts and forming friendships with other misfits, especially when you're a misfit yourself. Springing from the pen of writer Richard Ashley Hamilton (How To Train Your Dragon, Guillermo Del Toro's Trollhunters) and artist Marco Matrone.

(W) Richard Ashley Hamilton (A/CA) Marco Matrone When her best friend vanishes, Bingo Finder ? the only literate person in a post-apocalyptic L.A. ? turns to her beloved, ancient books for inspiration, becoming the first detective in centuries. But to solve this mystery, Bingo must fight for her own life and uncover a conspiracy within this fragile civilization. Bingo and every other teen in the sprawling farming village of Ellay knows the tales of the old days ? of how their great-great-great-grandparents rebuilt what was left of society after some apocalypse or whatever. But that?s ancient history. Boring. Nah, for Bingo?s generation, today is about staying busy ? distracted, even ? while tilling the reclaimed City of Industry fields or unloading barges at the seedy port of Bel Air. Or in Bingo?s case, scavenging ruins for artifacts to upcycle and trade at the bartering bazaars ? including Bingo?s favorite leftovers, these old things called ?books.? Ever heard of ?em? Her favorites are the TECTIV books, the ones about men who walked rain-slicked streets at night in hats and trench