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Bride of Satan — William Schoell
THE EVIL
It was an obscene evil that could not be quenched with blood or sated with the flesh of its defiled victims.
THE TERROR
It wormed its way into the human brain, devouring the mind, controlling the body and turning its prey into savage creatures lusting for destruction.
THE METAMORPHOSIS
Its only outward sign was the grotesque metamorphosis of its victim's hand into a gnarled, four-fingered claw -- a claw whose razor-sharp nails dealt death with the precision of a stiletto.
THE SEARCH
It was unconquerable in its mindless violence, supreme in its viciousness, and as elusive as a foul wind. Only reporters Dorothy Hunter and James Radley even guessed at its existence. They had to find it before it grew stronger…before it grew hungrier…before it found them.
It was an obscene evil that could not be quenched with blood or sated with the flesh of its defiled victims.
THE TERROR
It wormed its way into the human brain, devouring the mind, controlling the body and turning its prey into savage creatures lusting for destruction.
THE METAMORPHOSIS
Its only outward sign was the grotesque metamorphosis of its victim's hand into a gnarled, four-fingered claw -- a claw whose razor-sharp nails dealt death with the precision of a stiletto.
THE SEARCH
It was unconquerable in its mindless violence, supreme in its viciousness, and as elusive as a foul wind. Only reporters Dorothy Hunter and James Radley even guessed at its existence. They had to find it before it grew stronger…before it grew hungrier…before it found them.
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