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The Road to Darkness
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ISBN-10: 1-55404-046-9
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Genre: Supernatural/Horror
eBook Length: 213 Pages
Published: April 2003



From inside the flap

This collection of truly superb horror it a must for all readers interested in only the best!

Everyone knows someone that has a friend who has a relative that's seen a ghost or lives in a haunted house. From ancient Mayan civilizations to the cursed tombs of the pharoahs buried under hundreds of tons of sand to the modern church, humanity has displayed a deep yet unquiet respect for those that have departed before us. Where they go, we are unsure. What experiences they face after this life is still shrouded in mystery. What will the future hold for humanity? Are we always to be haunted by the past atrocities laid at our feet by our blood-stained ancestors? Are we to bare the tainted souls of the damned forever?

It is these questions that Shawn Madison answers in pure and eerie verve that we as a dark and twisted race have come to expect, to depend upon.


The Road to Darkness (Excerpt)


CONTENTS

Part One: Ghosts & Goblins

Dark
A Father’s Guilty Pleasure
Bones
In The Shadows Of Your Mind
S-1 Escapes
Corbett’s Cage
Deity Games

Part Two: Oh, So Many Ways To Die

A Holy Pardon
Vacation’s End
Memorial Day
The Long Pier
Friends And Phonies
Long Time In Coming
The Wasted Death
Ambassador’s Trust


Part Three: The Jack Thatcher Chronicles

Full Moon Blues
Garbage Night
Moonlight, So Bright
Night Moves

Introduction


Everyone knows someone that has a friend who has a relative that's seen a ghost or lives in a haunted house. From ancient Mayan civilizations to the cursed tombs of the pharoahs buried under hundreds of tons of sand to the modern church, humanity has displayed a deep yet unquiet respect for those that have departed before us. Where they go, we are unsure. What experiences they face after this life is still shrouded in mystery. What will the future hold for humanity? Are we always to be haunted by the past atrocities laid at our feet by our blood-stained ancestors? Are we to bare the tainted souls of the damned forever?

Indeed, it is these questions of the afterlife that has been the root of countless religions and wars, not to mention insanity and brutality and murder. It is these questions that cause us to sleep with the bathroom light on, listening for the unrested spirits walking up and down our stairways, bringing their tormented nightmares into the darkest parts of our minds. It is these questions that drive us relentlessly into the shadowy realm of horror where we can peer into the minds of those brave enough to chronicle possible answers to these terrifying questions.

We ourselves cannot walk in darkness and come out with our minds intact. We must depend on those few who can peer into a father's tormented loneliness and see his ghostly daughter in ethereal splendor, those who can sit at table with the damned of the netherworld and rise again on the morrow unscathed. We must depend upon those who can face the dark without a candle, those precious few with nerves of iron and courage enough to sleep with demons. We cannot, we dare not visit the darkest parts of the human mind to challenge all that we hope, all that we fear of that most dreaded and wondrous life after death. Those who can are deemed either insane or genius. Perhaps, Dear Reader, it is a combination of the two.

It is these questions that Shawn Madison answers in pure and eerie verve that we as a dark and twisted race have come to expect, to depend upon. Let's follow him, Dear Reader, as he takes us on a journey through nineteen stops along the path of darkness and madness, a journey that will haunt you, terrify you, thrill you long into the night, indeed for many nights to come. The only thing to rival the power of darkness and death is the power of words, and Shawn Madison is truly the master of them.

Don't stray from the path. That way lies madness. This way lies only death... and perhaps, just perhaps, an answer or two.


Dave Bowlin

March 2003