Hand of Horror — Brant House

HAND OF HORROR by Brant House A metropolis writhed in the clutch of horror's hand. The mightiest of the mighty fled in stark terror before its groping fiendish fingers. And the wake was a trail of macabre milestones, marking the way with bloated dead. One man-alone, unaided-followed in that awesome wake. He was that enigma of enigmas, that Man of a Thousand Faces-Secret Agent "X."