By Cameron Pierce
Abortion Arcade is a set of 3 novellas through one of many shining younger stars of bizarro fiction. Cameron Pierce's paintings is an intoxicating mix of physique horror and dead night motion picture insanity, equivalent to early David Lynch and the splatterpunks at their so much chic. His fiction will punch you within the mind and go away you gasping for extra.
The apocalypse is over. Now zombies farm people for his or her brains. because the imprisoned human farm animals waft farther from their humanity, the zombies flourish in a primitive renaissance, flying round in helicopters and dwelling in shrewdpermanent homes made up of human brains.
THE ROADKILL QUARTERBACK OF HEAVY steel excessive
After Heavy steel High's superstar quarterback dies in a automobile coincidence, Danny the Dio-worshipping werewolf needs to rework from loser to gridiron big name during this surreal pulp tragedy approximately teenage anxiousness, highschool violence, and heavy fucking steel.
THE DESTROYED ROOM
In a near-future urban the place autos were outlawed and unique animals roam the streets, a guy wakes up one morning to find that everybody on the earth is a marionette. Now his spouse is useless and he needs to find the solution, in any other case lose every thing to the good Shark Head within the Sky.
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The sheriff said this wearily, for he was tired, having been up since he had been called to Osborn’s farm. And what did I know about Whateley? he went on. I shook my head and confessed that I knew all too little about any of my neighbors. “But I’ve noticed his queer talk,” I admitted. ” The sheriff leaned forward eagerly. ” I admitted that Amos had so talked. The sheriff seemed satisfied. He took his leave after indirectly scoring me for my own conspicuous lack of success in discovering what had happened to my cousin Abel.
For a moment I was uncertain as to how to deal with him. One cannot simply overlook an attempt to burn one’s house down, and, for all I knew, one’s self with it. “Very well, Amos. Whatever it is you know is your affair. But I know you set fire to my house, and I can’t overlook that. I’ll expect you to make that right. ” “If ye dun’t know. . ” He shrugged. ” However ridiculous his rigmarole had been, what he said did disconcert me, largely because there was a wild kind of logic to it. But then, I reflected, as I walked back through the woods to my cousin’s house, there is a perverted kind of logic to all superstition, which explains the tenacity of superstitions from one generation to another.
But what with one thing and another, and everything that happened in the Pocket after that, I forgot about it; so the clothes are still there, sort of fallen together on the chair, just as I found them that night of the May full moon before the window in the store-room. And I set it down here and now, because it is evidence of what I claim, to stand against the terrible doubts that greet me on all sides. That night the whippoorwills called with maddening insistence. I heard them first while I was still in the store-room; they had begun to call out of the darkly wooded slopes from which the sunlight had gone, but far down the west, the sun had not set, and, though the Pocket was already in a kind of blue-hazed twilight, the sun still shone outside it, on the road connecting Arkham and Aylesbury.
Abortion Arcade by Cameron Pierce