A collection of tales to invade and paralyse the mind as the safe light of day i
s infiltrated by the shadows of the night. As you read, the clutching fingers of
terror brush lightly across the nape of the neck, reach round from behind to cl
utch and lock themselves, white-knuckled, around the throat. This is the horror
of ordinary people and everyday objects that become strangely altered; a world w
here nothing is ever quite what it seems, where the familiar and the friendly lu
re and deceive.
A world where madness and blind panic become the only reality
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