Ashley’s Reviews > Night Shift > Status Update

I get along just fine with these hooks. There was terrible pain for the first year or so, but the human body can adjust almost anything. I shaved with them and even tie my own shoelaces. as you can see, my typing is nice and even. I don’t expect to have any trouble putting the shotgun into my mouth or pulling the trigger. It started again three weeks ago… There is a perfect circle of 12 golden eyes on my chest.

I thought I had peaked over the rim of the universe and into the fires of hell itself.

It wriggled and flapped with its mebraneous wings, clutching the tatters of his shirt for purchase.

A legless rat, guided by some bastard form of sonar lunged against him, biting. Its body was flabby, warm… The rat filled the whole gully at the far end of the noxious tomb. It was huge and pulsating, gray, eyeless and totally without legs… he looked up, and the gigantic flying form smashed into his face.

With terrible vengeful slowness, a wracked figure pulled itself up from the darkness, a half skull appeared at me. Beatles crawled over the fleshless forehead. A rotted cassock hung to the hollows of moulded collarbones. Only the eyes lived, red insane pits that glared at me with more lunacy. They glared with the empty life of the pathless waste beyond the edges of the universe. It came to take me down to darkness.