Fifteen days until the release of “Camp Arcanum” by Post Mortem Press: Marc Sindri awoke in what he assumed to be the ICU, marinating in morphine, sterile saline, and hopefully Resperidone that would keep the little monsters away. Despite his best efforts, he couldn’t recall what he’d done to put him there. Words of the nurses and doctors, overheard in a drug-induced haze, came back to him: skull fracture, cervical spine fracture, ruptured spleen. There had been something large and unpleasant and invisible, at least until Michael painted parts of it white. Of course, there was a woman, too, one with grey-violet eyes. There always was a woman involved when he came to connected to tubes and wires. The rest of the recent past was a screaming, throbbing blur. His long-term memory, the time when he arrived in Arcanum two months ago, was much clearer It seemed pretty nice when I got here. postmortem-press/arcanum.php
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 01:42:08 +0000
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