The key to reanimation was speed, and now she suspected that she still hadn’t been fast enough. Heat and humidity made quick work, especially when the tomb masons were phoning it in. She could have broken the seal with a plastic spoon.
Cabal’s third adventure is easily as good as his first and far outstrips the second.
Frank slumped into the tired remains of the long-abandoned fast-food chicken restaurant. The fluorescent lights had been repaired and most of the rats scared away, but it still didn’t feel like the best place for a meeting. There was a church across the street, nice old building, but of course, a gathering there would raise … Continue reading Short Story – Necromantic Abominations Anonymous
I know, It's been another MIA week with no posting, but this time I'm going to use New Orleans as my excuse. I was just there for seven days taking in the sights and working a bit. Luckily, I also got some inspiration to start my sequel to A Man of the Mountain (I know, … Continue reading New Orleans Short Story