In the autumn of 1888, five prostitutes were slaughtered and mutilated in a way which still horrifies and chills the blood. Then, as suddenly as he had appeared, the murderer vanished. All that winter, fear hung over the East End of London like a clinging, black coffin shroud. In the century since, the unknown killer has been thought, at various times, to be a doctor, a butcher, a madman, or even a member of the Royal Family. But still, despite all the speculation, he is only known by his grisly nickname: Jack the Ripper
Here, to celebrate his bloody centenary, are stories by such masters of the fantastic as Robert Bloch, Charles L. Grant, Harlan Ellison, Stephen Gallagher and Gene Wolfe. Nineteen tales of Jack, Springheeled Jack, Saucy Jack and his natural children in the past, present and future. After one hubdred years, the horror lives on.
In the autumn of 1888, five prostitutes were slaughtered and mutilated in a way which still horrifies and chills the blood. Then, as suddenly as he had appeared, the murderer vanished. All that winter, fear hung over the East End of London like a clinging, black coffin shroud. In the century since, the unknown killer has been thought, at various times, to be a doctor, a butcher, a madman, or even a member of the Royal Family. But still, despite all the speculation, he is only known by his grisly nickname: Jack the Ripper
Here, to celebrate his bloody centenary, are stories by such masters of the fantastic as Robert Bloch, Charles L. Grant, Harlan Ellison, Stephen Gallagher and Gene Wolfe. Nineteen tales of Jack, Springheeled Jack, Saucy Jack and his natural children in the past, present and future. After one hubdred years, the horror lives on.