Discography
Dread Sweats
WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? Just look at you. Yeah. YOU. You’re overweight. You’re out of shape. You’re stressed. You’re depressed. You dress plain bad and that haircut makes you look like a jerk. Yeah. Just look at you.
WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? Well? The answer is in the question. Yeah. That’s right. It’s YOU. YOU are the problem. You always have been. You’re a loser… and you know it, don’t you? Just about ready to give up I’d say. Ready to pull the plug. Do the world a favour, huh?
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The Flesh Congress:
Initial Reports from a Minor Functionary
That’s how it was with him and, as far as anyone knew, that’s how it had always been. Samuel Boone was the type of man whom you could brush past a hundred times without noticing, whom could disappear completely in the smallest crowd and yet… exchange no more than a few short words with him and he would remain seared into your soul forever. It was as if he existed in two states perpetually - one illusory, the other horribly permanent. He was Schrödinger’s demon.
Boone was 54 years old when I first met him, so far as the existing documentary evidence can be trusted. The year was 1974, it was spring, but I can no longer recall the date. His house was nondescript, a typical new-build of the period, in a lifeless Hertfordshire new town. It was on our third encounter I found myself there.
Spores 01-17
REPORT 384J
Test Subject: ‘Mary’
Results from the tests on the wall sample are in and verified. Spore presence is confirmed - and at an extraordinary density. This explains, to a general degree, the presence of dicalcium silicate in the samples taken from the subject. What it means however… I find it increasingly difficult to discount a connection with The Event. I suspect many of us are thinking the same, but all are understandably reluctant to give voice to these suspicions.
Subject’s anaemia seems to be worsening and a thin, grey discharge is now being secreted from the vulva. Transfusions are scheduled to begin tomorrow at 7:30 am but we must be careful - we do not want to upset the balance, should we accidentally ‘cure’ her, all will be lost!
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The Dauntless Girl:
History and Folklore of Eastern England, Volume II
Inspired by the book 'The Dead Moon - Tales from East Anglia and the Fen Country' (1982) by Kevin Crossley-Holland www.kevincrossley-holland.com
Art: Jacs Harris www.jacsharris.com
The Stroaking Boy:
History and Folklore of Eastern England, Volume I
Inspired by the book 'The Dead Moon - Tales from East Anglia and the Fen Country' (1982) by Kevin Crossley-Holland www.kevincrossley-holland.com
Art: Jacs Harris www.jacsharris.com
Elliot is Here
PAY ATTENTION.
YOU MAY BE TESTED ON WHAT YOU REMEMBER.
(i) The TV channel ident buzzes and crackles across the cathode ray screen. A short burst of faded, reprocessed primary colours, shivering on black. Geometric shapes. Typography. The letters I, T, A. A tinny jingle.
(ii) The endless concrete sprawl of the city groans under the weight of years of apathetic neglect. At the centre of it all, three monolithic towers claw their way up into the dull, disinterested sky.
(iii) The room is small, cramped and dreary. A heavy film of cigarette smoke hangs in the air as many fingers clatter away at typewriter keys and a large clock on the wall ticks loudly. The time is 11:59. At the far end of the room sits a drab, middle aged man, his overweight frame housed in a shabby and ill-fitting brown suit, his thinning hair swept unconvincingly over his head and tucked behind large black spectacles. Blood runs from his nose, down across his lips and drips on to the work spread chaotically across his desk.
This is Elliot. Elliot is Here.
DO NOT LOOK AT THE FLASH.
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Operation Northstar
When a freak solar event in space supercharged his brain with the power of the sun, top US astronaut Major Jack North became more than a man. Now, exposure to sunlight gives him the ability to think faster than a supercomputer, run faster than a jaguar, and to harness the strength of a thousand men... but too much exposure and his brain will explode!
Attack on Frandor:
A Frax Strellium Adventure
In the darkest recesses of the universe, lurks the Dread Phallinoid. Vast, grotesque, as ancient as the cosmos itself and utterly without mercy, the Phallinoid slumbers, out of sight and out of reach of all life… but every one hundred years a terrible hunger rises in the belly of the beast and it awakens - ready to feast!
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