Coming: Spring 2018 From The Master of Suspense,,, the manuscript is at the publisher.
The Investigation is Underway Into the Unknown!
This story is about Monsters.
I’m not writing nonsense, time is of the essence, my old bones are getting on in age, and things are beginning to blur… there’s no time for sliding into pajamas. The party’s almost over. Grandfather time is moving, his hands are sweeping ‘round the clock-face like a ticking bomb; stealing my time, eroding the decades to single years, the months to days, hours, and then, the ultimate prize shall come thumping at the door.
I think we all recognize what happens then. The minutes tend to slow, the blackness arrives, and the ivories come up snake eyes. I’ll be gone, with only these verses left behind to remind people that I lived, cried and laughed in the face of despair. My flesh will surely be consumed by the flames, the ashes spread on a beach somewhere romantic with a few words of a preacher uttering half-truths about someone’s drunken memories… few of which ever happened, most of it nonsense naiveté.
That’ll be it for me, goodbye, sayonara.
So, I don’t have time for nonsense; I need to nibble at the bone of life for as long as my flesh is capable of withstanding the inevitable. You get my drift? Ya understand where I’m coming from? As the kids ask, do you feel me?
So, let us get to this book and its warning of the things that stalk the darkness, the ones who snatch the flesh from the living, demons that consume the body until the blood is sucked dry.
I want you uncomfortable, biting the tips of your fingernails down to their bloody nubs, perchance grinding your teeth in a fit of vicious nerves.
That’s bliss for me, watching as you shift your eyeballs from side to side, a nervous glance, a terrified expression planted on your face. That’s where I need you, horrified of an explainable thud beneath the bed, a movement in the back of the closet… a thump out in the darkness, just beyond the window.
That being said, I should note this tale has roots in reality. It’s about a reptilian race of beings randomly documented throughout our legendary records. This story speaks of what if and oh my! It pokes holes at the ridiculous notion that Human Beings are the only intelligent species living on Earth. Not long ago, I happened across a Hopi Legend that spoke of a race of reptilians said to have lived hundreds of feet below downtown Hollywood.
Many claimed it was the stuff of science fiction.
When I first heard of the lizard people and their existence during a trip to the UFO Congress’ Annual Symposium in Arizona, I had to wonder… could there really be something to this tale? With billions of planets in the universe, couldn’t there be alien life out there, and if so, why is it so fundamentally insane to suppose they’ve come here and live among us?
In 1955 Indiana, there was an encounter with something called The Green Clawed Beast. The story went that two friends were swimming the Ohio River and came upon a creature that pulled one of them under the waterline. With her friend looking on, Miss Darwin Johnson struggled back to the surface kicking and thrashing for dear life. She claimed to have escaped from a green hairy claw, and sure enough, a jade hand-print was found on her leg that couldn’t be washed off her skin for days.
What the heck… you might say?
I know, I know, it sounded crazy to me, too… but the story didn’t end there.
Within days, both girls were visited by peculiar men dressed in black suits who ordered them to renounce any and all knowledge of the incident. Sound familiar? The Men in Black have been fictionalized by Hollywood, with Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones making a joke of the entire subject. But the reality is they do exist. And yet, if you type Men in Black into your browser the official Wikipedia page is all about the movie. That’s how the ruling powers want it; they want you believing it’s not real. You see, there is a systematic machine in place to hide, manipulate and cover up the facts.
But the stories just go on.
Later in 1955, another family, the Suttons, were busy entertaining a guest when their home was invaded by ‘creatures from another world’. The story went that their guest, Billy Ray Taylor, had stepped outside to fetch water from a pump when he saw strange lights in the sky. Shortly after, the farmhouse was invaded by green creatures with skinny legs and clawed hands.
The Green Goblins attacked the house and were fought off with guns.
Similar tales continue across America.
In Louisiana, hundreds of sightings and reports have been made of a creature called The Rougarou. The tales date back centuries to French Canadian immigrants who described the creature as having a human body and the head of a wolf or dog. Termed a flesh-eating monster, it was said that anyone coming into contact with the beast disappeared.
Massachusetts was also invaded.
The Dover Demon was alleged to have had a large spherical head with bright orange eyes. It had no mouth or nose and its limbs were long and thin ending in lengthy fingers. Witnesses said the skin was sandpaper-textured.
The legends flourish worldwide.
Although at first glance, Monsters In The Woods may seem like a tale woven from the active imagination of a fretting novelist… I assure you, these monstrosities have been reported around the globe… in various forms and descriptions. However I may describe them, they’ve been said to be the worst creatures conceivable.
Writing this in Summer/Fall 2015, and following a close call with death, I feel a renewed obligation to spin you this tale. Take it as a warning of things to come. The account you’re about to read still raises the hair of my neck. In fact… goosebumps are creeping along my skin as I conjure the course of the tale.
You see… not long after the Dover Demon appeared in Massachusetts, something similar arrived in New Windsor, New York. It had all the hallmarks of a b-list horror movie, and yet, there was something quite unsettling to the story… thus, I decided to write it all down. I’m dying to tell you all about it. But first, I have to state how it all began; otherwise you’ll not have the soggiest idea of where we’re headed.
Are you ready? Can you handle the possibility that monsters are real?
If so, turn the page, pull the blinds, and be sure to deadbolt your doors. You see, there are things lurking outside your windows and they’re dying to peek inside. They’ve always watched from the shadows, even when we think we’re safe, snuggled in the warmth of our quilted beds.
There really are monsters out there. They hide in the closet, stare through the windows, and sometimes wait under the bed.
The Monsters in the Woods have been here since the beginning of time.
Updated by the author: May 5th 2017
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