Things will go bump in the nightWhen your house is quiet and you swear you heard VoicesFootsteps Unearthly laughter Is it just your imagination being fueled by the master of horrorCourtesy of your late night readingOr is there something really in the closet waiting to emerge when you doze offOr something beneath the bed reaching out for youOr a blazing red pair of eyes peering at you from the darknessIt will cost you $40 to find out nothing sold seperateCoin of the realmA fair price of admission You buy the ticket you take the ride The destination is somewhere on the other side of realityWhere the dead come backWhere your dreams can kill youWhere not even children are innocent Don't go down in the basementDon't look under the bed Because you are now in the land where monsters are realSome want your blood Some want to gnaw the flesh from your bones And some want to possess your soul Hardcovers are on the leftSoft covers are on the right The journey starts when you open a bookDon't be late getting started on that tripPick them up from me in fairmont