WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MEN?

The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of the potato. SQUEAK, he said.

Death waved a hand dismissively. WELL, YES, OBVIOUSLY ME, he said. I JUST WONDERED IF THERE WAS ANYONE ELSE.

“But, in truth, it had not exactly been gold, or even the promise of gold, but m…”

“An hour ago Cutwell had thumbed through the index of The Monster Fun Grimoire a…”

“Sie war sich ziemlich sicher, dass es auch einen weiblichen Apostel gegeben hab…”

“Probably the last man who knew how it worked had been tortured to death years b…”