In this time of terror and monsters, the impermanence of the human body with all its casual indignities and inherent shortcomings must come as a bittersweet salve to our wounded psyches. Despite our fundamental differences, we are all equals to the worms under our inevitable grave dirt. The dead, they say, shed all pretension in … Continue reading The Nightmare Factory Rides The Moebius Strip With Brian Lumley’s NECROSCOPE! →