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Popular Science in March, 1960 in a piece provocatively titled “How to Breed Supermen.”
“The crying wailed, somewhere beneath the planks. Several sweeps of the light showed that the cellar was otherwise deserted. Though the face mouthed behind him, he ventured down. For God’s sake, get it over with; he knew he would never dare return.”
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
“Wielding a hammer, however, you’re at the very heart of the experience, being flooded with wonderful sensations that simply can’t be yours if you use a firearm. Now, you might be asking yourself how I came to discover the splendors of hammer attack. I’ll tell you. You won’t want to hear it, though.”
― The Museum of Horrors
― The Museum of Horrors
“Unlike the rest he had seen of the bungalow, the hall beyond the door was dark. He could see the glimmer of three doors and several framed photographs lined up along the walls. The sound of flies was louder, though they didn’t seem to be in the hall itself. Now that he was closer they sounded even more like someone groaning feebly, and the rotten smell was stronger too.”
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
“He slammed the door and ran blindly down the corridor, grabbing at handles. What exactly had he seen? They had been eating with their bare hands, but somehow the only thought he could hold on to was a kind of sickened gratitude that he had been unable to see their faces.”
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
― Alone With the Horrors: The Great Short Fiction, 1961-1991
“It was a hideous ancient thing that stood on tiger feet in the middle of the floor. Like a showpiece. And he did enjoy showing it. He would bring his friends upstairs to the master bathroom so that they could admire the monstrosity while he told them the whole long boring story of how he’d gotten it at an estate sale in Hollywood. Some bimbo actress from the silent-screen days had supposedly slit her wrists while she was in the thing. ‘Cashed in her chips,’ Harold liked to say. ‘In this very tub.”
― Hotter Blood: More Tales of Erotic Horror
― Hotter Blood: More Tales of Erotic Horror
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