Echoes from the dank, dark caverns of blood-freezing nightmare... 'He suddenly became aware of the menace which gleamed at him out of dozens of pig-like eyes.' - A Trip Off the Map, James Hallums. 'Obviously I'd have to drain the blood from that lovely figure of yours...' - Lady on Display, Norman Kaufman. 'His limbs contorted with pain, he fell in a twisted muddle of flesh, bone and muscle to the cell floor.' - The Power Cut, Rosemary Timperley. 'The sweet smell of the warm, rich blood had brought them out of their holes.' - Wild Bees, Golden Honey, Guy Delaway. Fourteen tales of terror from the black realms of the unspeakable and utterly hideous.
Echoes from the dank, dark caverns of blood-freezing nightmare... 'He suddenly became aware of the menace which gleamed at him out of dozens of pig-like eyes.' - A Trip Off the Map, James Hallums. 'Obviously I'd have to drain the blood from that lovely figure of yours...' - Lady on Display, Norman Kaufman. 'His limbs contorted with pain, he fell in a twisted muddle of flesh, bone and muscle to the cell floor.' - The Power Cut, Rosemary Timperley. 'The sweet smell of the warm, rich blood had brought them out of their holes.' - Wild Bees, Golden Honey, Guy Delaway. Fourteen tales of terror from the black realms of the unspeakable and utterly hideous.