'An' then he seen a great big grey lump, not like a man at all, leavin' a grey, slimy trail behind it...' - Grey Matter, Stephen King.
'With a wet, tearing sound her right arm parted from its socket at the shoulder, trailing thin strands of sinew...' - Falling in Love Again, Brent R. Smith.
'It was then that Paul noticed that the brown cloaks worn by the tribe members were made of human skin...' - Final Call For Passenger Paul, Christopher Fowler.
'The magpie made a sound of pleasure, and very daintily, with delicate movements, dipped into her brain...' - More Birds, J.M. Pickles.
...here are thirteen terrifying tales of diabolical depravity.
'An' then he seen a great big grey lump, not like a man at all, leavin' a grey, slimy trail behind it...' - Grey Matter, Stephen King.
'With a wet, tearing sound her right arm parted from its socket at the shoulder, trailing thin strands of sinew...' - Falling in Love Again, Brent R. Smith.
'It was then that Paul noticed that the brown cloaks worn by the tribe members were made of human skin...' - Final Call For Passenger Paul, Christopher Fowler.
'The magpie made a sound of pleasure, and very daintily, with delicate movements, dipped into her brain...' - More Birds, J.M. Pickles.
...here are thirteen terrifying tales of diabolical depravity.