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Synopsis
Never before has such a coven of devilish
scribes stirred a witches' brew of horror like this. These are not stories set
in some far-off fantasy world and peopled by unlikely hags, banshees, warlocks
and dragons. They are tales that open at your local bus stop, with a casual
conversation in the pub, on a weekend break, at a hospital reception desk, a
country road, the local supermarket, a simple bedsit, the park, in the sunlight
brightening a suburban kitchen, even at a village jumble sale. The victims
include a watchman in a mine, a secretary, a bookworm, a dowdy tax inspector, a
woman with a liking for mail order catalogues. Scenes open with an hour off from
the office, a disappointing dinner party, a browse through the Sunday paper
classified ads. Ordinary people, in ordinary places, in ordinary situations.
Infact, people just like you...and all on the very threshold of hell! The
chill sets in when you come to understand this basic truth...any of the terrors
in these pages could be your own. The nightmares could become reality for you...
just where you are...and at just this moment! Terri Pine, Peter Lee, Andrew J.
Müller and their fiendish friends have delivered ice-cold fear where we least
expect it...on our own doorsteps! Are you sure you are ready for bed? If so,
let's begin the Dance Macabre.
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