Two things before the story: first, I want to shout out Shotgun Honey’s Ron Earl Phillips and his old journal Blight Digest, the first issue of which contained the story you are about to read; second, this is a splatterpunk tale, meaning that it is rather gory, so if that’s not your bag, you might want to click aw…
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