When John takes a part-time job at Sal’s Pizza in the middle of a snow-choked Canadian town, he’s just looking for a paycheck. But beneath the smell of grease and garlic lies something ancient—watching, waiting, and impossibly hungry.
New hires vanish. The ovens flicker on by themselves. And down a hidden trapdoor beneath the kitchen floor, a tunnel pulses with heat and something far light.
Not the kind that shows you the way. The kind that erases it.
As John uncovers the truth behind Sal’s decades-long secret—and the cosmic horror known only as The Bleeding Star—he realizes this isn’t a restaurant. It’s a feeding ground. And he's already on the menu.
“What has been seen… must now be unseen.”
A claustrophobic novella of cold dread, flickering neon, and light that devours, The Slice is a slow-burning, unforgettable descent into myth, madness, and memory.