The lights flicker and dim before failing, leaving the Nightmare Factory Book Club shivering in the dark. That's not how it happened, of course. The lights were never on, or was it that they were always off? Were we indoors, or did the trees just make it seem that way? Did it happen in the … Continue reading An Unforgiving Story of Gnosticism and Loneliness: The Nightmare Factory Reads The Course of the Heart →