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MOTHER! MOTHER! RISE FROM THE GROUND! Stranger Things and The Texas Chain Saw Massacre unite to form a blood-soaked matrimony of violence and corruption. Something sinister's hiding in the small town of Percy, Indiana, and twelve-year-old Joshua Washington and Alonzo Jones are about to find themselves up close and personal with it. After a harmless night of petty property damage leads to the unthinkable, the red and blue lights of a cop car are the last things these boys want to see. Especially a cop car driven by something not quite human. Enter Mary Washington and Ottessa Jones. Their sons have been best friends for years, and now Josh and Alonzo have been abducted in the dead of night. Worst of all, the local sheriff refuses to believe they're missing, leaving it up to Mary and Ottessa to take the law into their own hands before a family of ungodly lunatics can complete a ritual decades in the making. Together they will embark on a surreal and violent journey into a land of corrupt law enforcement, small-town secrets, gravitational oddities, and ancient black magic.
Sleep is just a myth created by mattress salesmen. Isaac, a night auditor of a hotel somewhere in the surreal void of Texas, is sick and tired of his guests. When he clocks in at night, he's hoping for a nice, quiet eight hours of Netflix-bingeing and occasional masturbation. What he doesn't want to do is fetch anybody extra towels or dive face-first into somebody's clogged toilet. And he sure as hell doesn't want to get involved in some trippy owl conspiracy or dispose of any dead bodies. But hey...that's life in the hotel business. Welcome to The Nightly Disease. Please enjoy your stay.
David Lynch meets Dark City in this nightmarish vision of post-industrial America. Citizens roam the streets, aimless, searching for a new glimmer of hope in a city that's abandoned them, shadowed by a towering casino operated by a tyrannical madman known only as Indigo. Starvation and lack of shelter are only two of the issues facing this city. There's also the secret underground organ harvesting operation, plucking away citizens at random-plus the bizarre cult eager to offer sacrifices to a blood-thirsty god. And waking up in the middle of this dystopian city, next to two corpses, is our Narrator: a man whose memory has been wiped clean. He doesn't remember his name. He doesn't remember anything. He certainly can't explain his strange telekinetic abilities, either. But, one way or the other, he's going to find out. What follows is an exploration into the rot of Downtown America, where our Narrator will encounter wise-cracking gangsters, lost wanderers, soulless surgeons, and brain spiders. The Mind is a Razorblade is a psychological thriller contaminated with the stench of noir, science fiction, and horror, constructing a hardboiled hellscape of mystery.
In this hard-hitting crime thriller, the heroes could be villains if the villains weren't so much worse. The unlikely hero is Vincent Grant, who gets by pushing stolen prescription drugs to high school kids while his mother is dying of cancer and his business partner, the diminutive "King Louie," may up and kill him at any moment. When Vincent is enlisted to throw a scare into a deviant priest, he does it dutifully, leaving the man bleeding on the floor of a seedy apartment. But when the priest is found brutally murdered, life as Vincent knew it ends and he has to flee as killers on both sides of the law make him the target of a city-wide manhunt. In an increasingly desperate struggle against increasingly long odds, Vincent begins to think his only hope lies not in fighting to live, but in resigning himself to dying--and killing--for a cause.
Booth and Michelle (Lost Signals) deliver a collection of 19 technological horror shorts that are rich in imagination but woefully inconsistent in quality. Bookended by two bland head-scratchers, "Lather of Flies" by Brian Evenson and "The Fantastic Flying Eraser Heads" by David James Keaton, this anthology features all manner of descents into madness, horror, and mayhem, aided by the largely inhuman hand of technology. Entries include the intensely, weirdly atmospheric ("I Hate All That Is Mine" by Leigh Harlen) and the frustratingly, mind-bendingly experimental ("Daddy's in a Snuff Film" by Kelby Losack). John C. Foster's "Archibald Leech, The Many-Storied Man," Brian Asman's "A Festival of Fiends," and Eugenia M. Triantafyllou's "Ghost Mapping" are exceptional offerings that sacrifice neither storytelling nor style in realizing their thought-provoking concepts.
A tome of horror fiction featuring radio waves, numbers stations, rogue transmissions, and other unimaginable sounds you only wish were fiction. Forget about what's hiding in the shadows, and start worrying about what's hiding in the dead air.
1. Do not respond to bad reviews. 2. If you must respond to bad reviews, please do not kidnap the reviewer. 3. If you must kidnap the reviewer, do not kidnap him in a public area. 4. If there are witnesses, do not also kidnap them. 5. If you also kidnap the witnesses, consider quitting crystal meth. 6. If you find yourself surrounded by hostages, purchase extra duct tape. 7. Do not let the hostages take their own hostages. 8. Invest in better coffee. 9. Don't forget: dildo crucifixes have more than one use. 10. And, most importantly: do not engage the severed heads in conversation.
No one likes tourists, especially when those tourists are demons from the underworld with a penchant for torturing and killing all humans. When people say, "All hell broke loose," they probably weren't talking about They Might Be Demons. Although Hell doesn't exactly "break loose" in this book, it does take a little vacation. Destination? Earth. And while that may sound like a bummer as it is, just wait until you discover they've chosen YOUR town as the primarily get-together spot. Oh crap, SPOILER ALERT! Sorry for ruining the big surprise. But yeah, you're pretty much boned. Have fun! "Max Booth III is a star on the rise!" -Joe McKinney, Bram Stoker award-winning author of FLESH EATERS "Unsettling, disorienting, and horrific." -Richard Thomas, author of STARING INTO THE ABYSS "Max Booth III writes with a level of skill that is rare in this day and age. His words rip the emotions screaming for your soul." -Eric S Brown, author of BIGFOOT WAR and HOMEWORLD "If Max Booth III has a single voice, it is schizophrenic and his madness is our reward." -Jay Wilburn, author of TIME EATERS
An anthology of psychological horror.