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DWELLER OF THE DARK
Sometimes an Appalachian story is so humanistic, so brutal, and horrific, that its very existence is terrifying. We can’t believe such a tale has been allowed to fester and erupt like a malignant, rotting boil. Yarns like the one I’m about to spin, are the hideous tales whispered in the shadows and taken to the grave. But sometimes the tale, like the undead, rise up to haunt us again, and again for all eternity. And some of us have just meager years left to be terrified in each of our own haunted worlds. Alas, cold in the ground with the Conqueror Worm our only friend, we may continue to be tormented by the ghosts—or demons—of our past.
—Jeffrey LeBlanc (Hell’s Forge)
VAMPIRE HORROR RARE CLASSIC: ‘The Bat is My Brother’ by Robert Bloch
“I am a vampire,”said the stranger. Madness. I turned to flee, but the voice pursued me. “Yes, I am a vampire,” he said. “And…so are you!” –Robert Bloch (The Bat Is My Brother)
ALIEN HORROR: ‘The Dweller in the Gulf’ by Clark Ashton Smith
With blood rilling heavily upon their faces, with the somnolent, vigilant, implacable and eyeless Shape at their heels, herding them on, restraining them when they tottered at the brink, the three began their second descent of the road that went down forever to a night-bound Avernus. –Clark Ashton Smith (The Dweller in the Gulf)
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