Thursday, March 27, 2014

The Fourth Bride and Harker Approaches

             Still From 'Dracula,' 1992
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From The Fourth Bride, The Blackstone Vampires Series:

"I was terrified of discovery and since I rarely knew where the sisters were, I was worried, but my desire to find out whatever I could, drove me on.

I found an immense room; filled with Dracula’s presence. Book cases lined the walls, going from floor to ceiling. There was a great table piled high with books and papers. A smaller table nearby was crowded with maps and journals. There was a log book too. When I opened it, a paper slipped out.

There were copious notes on it, none of which meant anything to me, but then I read something about a ship called the Demeter. There were notations along the margins, but the writing was so cramped, I could not make out what it said.

As I turned to leave, I saw some letters. I picked one up and read the sender was one Jonathan Harker.

Mr. Hawkins has referred your enquiry to me and I look forward...

That was all I read, for I was certain I heard footsteps. I flew back to the chamber to await his arrival.
Dracula is lord and master in the fullest sense of the word and we, his brides, are his lovers but we are his servants too and no servant to the master can afford to be reckless. Bearing that in mind, I made certain to be downstairs when he returned with our feed.

Occasionally the master would bring something special for us as though to pamper us. Earlier, when he told us he was bringing us something delectable, I thought he was trying to make amends for being offhand with the sisters.

Whatever his intentions, he returned with a young insensible man, half strangled but still alive.
Dracula smiled. “I have not tasted him; I wanted my brides to have the first taste.” He looked strangely at me then I thought.

When the sisters cried with delight at the offering, I did not. And when they flung themselves upon the bounty, I hung back.

“Feed, my Dia. Feed.”

I didn’t wish to but I did as I was told.

My reticence soon gave way to my beastliness. So that I too supped like a wild animal; voraciously until our victim was nearly white with death.

Then at the first light of dawn we retired to the crypt to sleep the sleep of the damned. Once again he came to me and loved me. And once again I loved him back. I almost dared to hope he was not going to leave me. However, the next night he was distant with me and more affable with the sisters. In fact, he took the three of them. I heard the sounds of their lusty lovemaking.

This went on for hours and when I could stand it no longer I ran from the castle for I had to see Darka. I found her alone in her hut. Before I could say anything she was telling me what I wished to know. “There are letters he’s written, Pali has posted them for him. Letters arrive too that Pali brings up from the village. There is something going on. And it will not be too long before you know what it is.”

I knew at once I would go to Dracula and beg him to tell me what all this was about. If I pleaded with him, he would surely tell me, I reasoned.

Darka called me back. “Do not trust him with your heart, for though undead you still have one. You will only be hurt, Dia.”

I knew the truth, I knew it without asking. He was going to leave of that I was certain. How could my love leave me? Would he do such a thing? But then I thought perhaps not. Perhaps he will take me with him wherever he goes.

I am certain I knew the truth to that false hope, yet I chose to hold onto the hope in order to banish the worry.

The castle was nearly dark. I thought to go upstairs but then I heard Dracula and the sisters cry out in joyful abandon. I quickly retreated to the crypt; a far more appropriate place for the weeping vampire that I was.

*He seemed different to me in the weeks that followed as the sisters did. They were no longer nasty, even Verona was nicer. In fact she was more pleasant than I have known her to be.

Dracula too was kindly. In fact he insisted on showing me as much love as he ever had. There were times when he asked to include the sisters in our lovemaking. More often than not I objected. Strangely that he didn’t mind.

But then he did and lost his temper with me. His behavior had become quite erratic by then. He was moody and sullen and once again I sought out Darka.

“The young man is coming; even now he is travelling by coach, Dia. You will see him before too long.”
I hurried back to the castle and confronted my master. He screamed and shouted and raised his hand to strike me, but I cared not.

“Are you leaving with the one who comes? Would you leave me? Would you do that to me, master?
He only looked at me; his expression; disdainful. His words harsh: “I will do what I must, Dia. I am to reside in London...the man who is coming will advise me on some property I purchased there. You may all do with him as you wish after I leave...”

He went to join the sisters then. For myself, I had no wish to see them or my master. Instead I hid myself away in the crypt, in sight of that long dead corpse in the cage, that errant bride.
In truth I no longer cared what happened to me.

Darka was upset. “But you do care, Dia! The death of the vampire is horrible and, that who can say what follows?”

I was struck by that and asked her what she meant. She shrugged. “I cannot know, beyond this world for I am mortal. There are truths beyond all understanding. Some say though vampires have no soul...they have spirit and who knows where that spirit may go after undeath!”

When she saw I could not be comforted she smiled. “Please, my child. Do not choose death lightly, nor let it choose you!”

She tried so to reason with me. And because she saw how greatly I worried she spoke optimistically. “Perhaps it will all be better and not as you think... Remember, he lusts for them but cares for you...”
Darka’s words said so often we both came to believe them.

At last Darka called me to her. “It is best for you to know. That which you dread is nearly here. The man comes...he will be here tomorrow.”

(end of excerpt)


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Sunday, March 23, 2014

Hell Has a Harem or Didn't You Know?

Well there is one there. It's staffed by wanton temptresses. Lilith and Salome are there, and Bathory comes and goes (if you'll excuse the expression).
Satan has first crack always. It's a busy place and quite popular with his demons. Naturally, it's the upper echelon of demons he permits to go there. The others are too lowly. Of course there is a work incentive for his chosen.
"Do enough evil, provide me with enough souls and you will have joy as you never imagined!"
(Like a season ticket in other words).
As we all know by now, Eco is like Satan's own son. For many reasons, Eco has reached out to Satan.   And because the two are so close, Satan has often had Eco visit hell to heal there. It might sound strange, but he really does wish to help Eco.
Eco goes on retreats there. He does in both books, 2 and 3 of The Blackstone Vampires Series. In Book 3, Unholy Testament - Full Circle he is shown Satan's harem. He not only is shown it, he becomes an active participant in those pursuits which will distract him from his troubles. Hell's harem with its very special 'harem girls' can soothe beast and man alike.
When writing the books, I realized I had a special fondness for Lilith. I think it was because I loved her daring display of feminism.  A previous post was about her:
No subservience for her! Well, in truth, she considered herself to be more than one of Satan's wantons which she really was, and because of that, she was a great deal more and fun to write about!

Friday, March 21, 2014


True Blood,' 'Vampire Diaries'--'Twilight,' are all modern versions of vampire fiction. Whether you like them or not, I'm making a point here, so have a read!
Take Sookie Stackhouse. Personally 'True Blood' is my favorite of these examples. Set 'True Blood' in 1897 London. Imagine Ye Olde True Blood Pub is right in the heart of Whitechapel! The tavern keeper is a shape-shifter and the customers are eccentric, as in very.
The most popular waitress (tavern wench) is Mina Stackhouse and she's as cute as a button. She happens to meet a certain toff (rich guy) who takes one look at her and feels a lot of different things all at once.
Mina likes this count guy. It does occur to her he might be sinister, well it's how he looks see, there aren't too many blood suckers in London then. Just barristers but few people care about them.
Mina lets the count take her home because Jack the Ripper has not been caught and people still worry especially barmaids that have to travel home at night along Whitechapel's dark streets...
Okay, I'll stop now even though I don't want to because I'm having a lot of fun.
The point I'm making is, how adaptable vampire fiction is! There can always be a new spin on it.
It keeps morphing into new and exciting things. It doesn't stagnate. It inspires and amuses, it frightens and thrills. That's why we like it and some of us write it, like me.
Vampire fiction can be set in any time period. Vampires can be vicious, funny, loving (kind of) and scary. I think what makes them as popular as they are is that most readers can and do identify with them.
Now, that's funny you might say! Well it certainly was not the case until John Polidori wrote 'The Vampyre' because until then vampires were only represented in myth and legend. Yup, his was the first recognized depiction of a vampire in a story. And being 'mad, bad and dangerous to know, Lord Byron's physician, he might have had an agenda in naming the aristocratic vampire in his story, Lord Ruthven.
Vampires are so varied. Think about it. They can be vicious bikers as in John Carpenter's 'Vampires.' They can be elegant, tortured beings as in Anne Rice's 'Interview With A Vampire.'
Maybe they vary because we vary. Perhaps they are the darkest mirror image of ourselves. They are gross, blood sucking creatures basically but they live forever. Now, that is attractive. Immortality! Hey, I'd go for it, wouldn't you? Okay, look maybe the blood is a turn off, but there are ways around it as we see in 'True Blood' with the synthetic blood.
Vampires rock because we want them to and they rock because the possiblities are endless. They can be anything we want them to be. And in my opinion that makes them great!

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Lilith and Vampires!

There have, it seems, always been vampires. There are tales from all over the world, throughout time. Every culture both ancient and modern, tells of these creatures.
That gets me thinking. If they spring from fear and ignorance, why are there such striking similarities among them? They all drink blood, after all. They don't really differ from place to place or time to time.
The legend of Lilith appears in ancient mythology as Lilitu (Babylonian and Assyrian). And although, not in the bible, she was thought to be Adam's first wife or possibly his steady lady friend, if you'll excuse the jest. She apparently was such a feminist according to that legend, she insisted on 'being on top', whereby a disgruntled Adam sulked, complained to the Almighty and Lilith was sent packing. 
She got back at everyone by doing outrageous things and remarrying; that is mating with the Archangel, Samael, who needless to say, lost his Heaven cred.
I like Lilith and I respect her feminism! I have made her a character in both of the Unholy Testament - The Beginnings and Unholy Testament - Full Circle, Books, Books 2 and 3 of The Blackstone Vampires Series.
Vampires remained myth and legend, until Dr. John Polidori, physician to Lord Byron, penned The Vamprye. That is recognised to be the first 'vampire story.' It tells of an aristocratic blood sucker and one can only surmise that the good doctor might have had Byron in mind when he thought up the name for his vampire: Lord Ruthven. I think he did actually!
The next great vampire story was written in 1872 by Sheridan LeFanu. The story is presented by Le Fanu as part of the casebook of Dr. Hesselius, The story is narrated by Laura, one of the two main protagonists of the tale, the other being Carmilla. It's quite a shocking tale for its time with its lesbian overtones.
Somehow what's shocking and different has become the  deliciously naughty maintstay of vampire fiction! I find that really interesting. It's what vampire fiction is all about. After all, vampires are seductive and immoral creatures or should be to my way of thinking!
The next great big thing that came along and eclipsed everything in my opinion was, of course,
Bram Stoker's Dracula.
Dracula remains the king of vampires. The novel has not been out of print since its publication in 1897.
It showed women as being modern, Mina Harker is making use of the new fangled typewriter as Dracula is venturing forth from 'old world' Transylvania with plans to raise a vampire army in industrialised Britain.
What doesn't Dracula have? Those of us who are fascinated by good vampire fiction owe Bram Stoker everything!
Dracula is a tortured demon (my favorite kind of character). In the novel he is demonic. He doesn't have a good side, yet he is, in my opinion, tragic nevertheless.
Now, there is a lot of mystery there as to how, when and where he became a vampire.
But hey! Isn't it fun to guess?
Many of you know my fourth book in The Blackstone Vampires Series is called The Fourth Bride. I was entirely faithful to the novel, Dracula and to how Bram Stoker envisioned him. It's my mission and I do not intend to fail!
I was inspired to write it though because of Coppola's film as it is one of my favorite films of all time. Let us not underestimate the power of this film. The count has not been dumbed down. He's still evil and demonic yet, there is tortured love there. Yes, purists will say it is different than the novel and it is, but it might bring to the novel generations of film goers who will want (hopefully) to read the original story!
Dark love, love by a demon vampire, what is more gripping than that? Not much, in my opinion!

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Sex and the Vampire!

Let's discuss The Blackstone Vampires first. I have some eroticism in The House on Blackstone Moor, and I have a hell of a lot of sex scenes in Unholy Testament The Beginnings and Unholy Testament Full Circle.

The vampire orgies in those books prepare the reader for what is in The Fourth Bride as the novel is bursting with graphic sex (and violence). It's about Dracula after all and I don't see Dracula as courting any of his wives in the traditional way. I found Coppola's film extremely sexy and highly erotic. I've said this before and I'll say it again, that film inspired my fourth book.

Here's a question for you: why do we find, those of us who love vampire lit, vampires so sexy? In Bram Stoker's Dracula, let's face it, we all swooned at certain scenes. There is even an implied eroticism in the novel, Dracula. I mean how do we know what those brides of his get up to? Answer is plenty! There is nothing left to the imagination in The Fourth Bride nor in the fact that Dracula actively encourage his brides to feed off one another and love one another.

Let's face it, I think I can categorically state that no one really wants to crawl into bed with Nosferatu (either version), okay? I've had some great comments from women saying how very much they loved Christopher Lee's portrayal of Dracula but how they'd have preferred if it was sexed up a bit. I agree. And it is with Gary Oldman in the Coppola version. 

I prefer my vampires to be dangerous and not sparkle, And hey! Dangerous can be damned sexy! DANGEROUS can be a very potent aphrodisiac.

My preference is for Anne Rice sorts of vampires, interesting beings with depth and a range of emotions, with histories and personalities. And because they are so vivid and real they are haunting. I don't think I will ever forget the child vampire, Claudia in Interview with the Vampire.

The vampires I read and enjoy writing about are as different from one another as we are from one another. Why should it be different for them?

What I think makes them sexual beings is the perception that the rules that govern us don't apply to them. They call the shots. They indulge in excess, perhaps acting out our own fantasies. I'd have loved to have asked 
Bram Stoker a question or two.

Here's a suggestion: the next time you're doing the laundry or seasoning a chicken promise me that when you finish you'll pick up a book about vampires and allow yourself to be drawn into their dark and dangerous world.

In books anything goes, we can assimilate into any world we like. Our dreams are our own and if we choose to dream of wildly sensual romps with vampires, so be it.

By the way, who dreams of zombies?


Sunday, March 9, 2014

Gothic Fiction Revealed!

previous posts on this. HOW DO YOU TAKE YOUR GOTHIC FICTION?
We agree that Gothic fiction depends a great deal on setting. As a matter of fact it's crucial. There are usually crypts and spooky castles and the all-pervading feel of menace and melancholy. The setting is so important as to almost become a character in the plot. I mean Wuthering Heights taking place in the South of France just wouldn't be the same, would it?

With regard to themes, Gothic fiction has hugely dramatic themes: there's madness and obsession for instance.

Jane Eyre portrays madness in the guise of poor mad, Bertha Mason locked in a tower. She has a keeper, one Grace Poole who seems, I have always thought, to be serving out a punishment perhaps self-inflicted for something in her own past.

The madness of guilt is depicted brilliantly in Poe's The Tell-Tale Heart. The more we read of the narrator's words, the greater we understand his madness. He is after all, telling us he had reasons to kill 'the old man'--reasons he is certain we would all identify with; he’s rationalizing, poor thing.

Madness can affect anyone. We’re just not used to the term in our daily lives any more. There are reasons for everything, politically correct words for everything. The tortured characters of the Poe stories would be zipped in to see a counsellor and sent home with medication or possibly prescribed it in prison.

“Yes, we know about the old man. We found him under the floorboards, remember?  Well, never mind about that now. This is only the beginning of your therapy. Yes, that’s right. This medication is vital to relax you so that I can begin to help you…now won’t that be a relief?”

A supposed conversation present day with the prison psychiatrist after the narrator in The Tell Tale Heart has been incarcerated in a ‘secure psychiatric facility.’

Not exactly hard-hitting that way is it? 

Having said that, I think Gothic fiction most certainly can be contemporary. I always thought Sunset Boulevard (film) was wonderfully Gothic. The ageing movie star, the once-beautiful Norma Desmond is sinking ever more deeply into MADNESS, so that by the end of the film she is a blurry face dancing into the camera, her mind gone forever. 

By that time, the camera has become her personal devil if not Satan himself. She lived for the camera and fell apart when it abandoned her. The camera is culpable in Norma Desmond’s madness and possibly an accomplice in the murder of Joe Gillis the hapless young man she murders.

Poor Norma! But what about all the others like her? Ah, but they fatten up an industry. Where would plastic surgeons be without them? Of course as in the best traditions of Gothic horror, they might have one too many or five or ten too many surgical procedures so that they then become their own sort of monster. Does vanity drive them to this? If so, what preys upon those vane men and women? Could greed be the catalyst in this?

That’s pretty Gothic to me. It's one of the Seven Deadly Sins!

I’m thinking about Goethe’s Faust now in relation to the Seven Deadly Sins. Dr. Faustus was prideful wasn’t he; proud of his education and intellect and sought forbidden knowledge. In his case, he wished to know too much.

He is heroic and a sinner too. Yet we can identify with him, because we, too, might fantasize about challenging heaven and the cosmos. Who doesn't want to know the secrets of life and death?

This search or quest for forbidden knowledge always leads to a fall. Part of our lesson or the lesson that is so vital in Gothic fiction! Seek too much and you are punished! 

Temptation tempts and then after the punishment: payback. Dr. Jekyll had a damned good time as Hyde but paid as Jekyll. Von Frankenstein just a man of his time wanted to do something great, to revive dead flesh but he created a pathetic monster, the only literary zombie in my opinion.

Then the payback-is-a bitch-law: "Ye who dabble beyond what is deemed proper, boy will you be sorry! 

So maybe Gothic fiction, real Gothic fiction--not paranormal romance with racy bits, should have within the storyline things other than spooky castles and dusty crypts. There is some sort of morality play going on. 

The Gothic fiction that I admire challenges the reader in my opinion, to think, to be pulled into the characters' world. Great fiction should leave us ruffled, affected and sometimes even disturbed. At the very least it should make us feel something. For me, the theme of good vs. evil must be present somewhere within the story, or guys--if it isn't it just ain't GOTHIC.

another post follows soon! 

Saturday, March 8, 2014

How Do You Take Your Gothic Fiction?

The second in my Gothic fiction posts. This is updated. Let's remember Gothic Fiction is GOTHIC. Please follow the link to my first post. 

So think a minute, how do YOU take your Gothic fiction? I like mine with a side order of darkest horror, my worst nightmares dished up with enough horror to become my readers' worst nightmares!

Gothic fiction has been around a long time. Its roots go back to the 18th Century at least. There's Walpole and Radcliffe that started it all. And what about Mary Shelley and Polidori, pulling the rug out from under Byron and Percy during that fantastic time at Villa Diodati and penning Frankenstein and The Vampyre?!

Edgar Allan Poe gave us stories to treasure and be haunted by forever. He extracted from his own tortured soul that which tortures us still to this day. And the Brontes: Charlotte and Emily giving us love and madness, child ghosts haunting desolate moors. They wrote about characters we would never forget because we could never forget them!

I have always loved Gothic fiction and have written here many times of my desire to write for today's reader; to darken it up even more!

My fiction is not easy on the heart. It will frighten you and shock you. You might never be the same after reading it. But you know what? Maybe that's good. Perhaps I am doing my job. I'm not just dishing out novels to make up series, I'm giving you a piece of my soul. I'm telling you, if you care to read my work, the dark side is evil! It always was. Satan is wicked, his demons are his servants.
No reward can await those who forfeit heaven for a taste of hell.

Most crucially of all because I write vampire fiction, I portray my vampires as VAMPIRES, yes they may be capable of love but it is tortured love. They are not happy little fairies prancing about enchanted forests. They do not inhabit a pleasant world, if they are good it is because "they do less evil than themselves."

That quote by the way is from The House on Blackstone Moor.

If you are a mature reader and want to read Gothic fiction that portrays evil as being evil, then please check out my books and short stories. If not, go in peace and with my blessing. We are all different and that is good because diversity enriches the genre!

This review from a reader for my latest release, I, BATHORY, QUEEN OF BLOOD wrote this:

“I'm hooked on Carole Gill!! I prefer more details about a Vampires life, knowing they're Satan's creatures, and love that this author portrays them as they are!!! Intense read and that there's real history in a her novels, makes it even more interesting!! If you're offended by language, sex, bondage, and savagery, look to the Chic lit on the paranormal!!! Carole Gill is phenomenal!!!!”

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Gothic Fiction is Gothic!

Where does the word 'Gothic' come from? We can say that the word, 'Goth' refers to the Germanic tribes of maraudering  people called Goths who invaded Roman Dacia in the 5th Century, but what about the word that evolved from that?
Could 'Gothic'come from Gothic Cathedrals that gave the world Gothic architecture? Those magnificent structures tended to use gargoyles to drive away evil spirits. That's interesting right there. What did those churches think might get in? Evil in the guise of Satan and his demons, perhaps?
Maybe Gothic architecture then went on to inspire Gothic literature. If it did, Gothic literature was inspired by the grotesque! And if that's the case, why? Was the primary purpose of this literature to examine the human soul and how it dealt with evil?
This makes me think of internal gargoyles! Well if the cathedrals had them to ward off evil, what might man have? How might he have protected his soul from evil forces? Perhaps if he was warned about evil by reading about such things it would give him a better understanding of what might be out there.
I write about the battle between good and evil in my Gothic fiction. It is WHAT MAKES GOTHIC FICTION, GOTHIC. Anything less is watered down and anything that purports to be Gothic horror and is watered down does the Gothic genre a terrible injustice.
Take Stoker's Dracula. We have the battle between good and evil there. That is the primary theme of Dracula. But along with that we have the general creepiness that abounds in that great novel!
That makes me think how important setting is in Gothic novels. Without the all-pervasive atmosphere of death and decay producing its own particular kind of menace, it just wouldn't be Gothic.
Writers of Gothic fiction want the characters to leave their comfortable world behind and step into the dark, threatening world that is laid bare for them. There is also the suggestion that what was once alive and vibrant (think Dracula) no longer is: the man, the castle, his wives, his world all undead--all gone from the living world and inhabiting a dark and decaying world of undeath.
Gothic uses much physical imagery: cemeteries and images of death abound in this type of fiction. As a matter of fact, I have made Death a character in two of my novels Unholy Testament - The Beginnings and Unholy Testament Full Circle (and why not, too)? Death is scary, he's a given but if he was in fact a real being, he might feel tragic; paranoid about the situation he finds himself in. After all, he's feared and hated and it affects him!
Here's an excerpt about Death from Unholy Testament - The Beginnings:
"I looked into the most morose face I had ever beheld. His skin was so white as to be nearly translucent, his eyes were flat and without any light in them. When he turned, I saw he had bulges on his back. 

He turned back and smiled sadly. “Those are the remains of my wings. I really should have been an angel if not for my heritage.” 

I soon grew weary under his gaze for it was so intense. “I don’t like being here either,” he said. “I am an outcast. I always was and will be, hated by the forces of good and evil. But that is my lot, and I can do nothing about it.” 
(end of excerpt)
In all fiction worth its salt there is conflict but in Gothic fiction there is great threat; the threat of violence, demonic possession and (often) madness. And what is madness? Are people really mad or are they in fact possessed by demons? We can believe one thing while titillating ourselves by wondering about another! And who can say for sure anyway?!
I've had interesting comments from people who 'prefer reading about vampires with no mention of demons or Satan.' Well--don't pick up anything labelled GOTHIC FICTION then!      

Sunday, March 2, 2014

The Necromantic Doctor and His 'Studies' From Unholy Testament - Full Circle

mature content:

A demon's confessions of his existence. This about outrages and grave robbing.

From Eco's Journal:

“Mind? I’d be delighted!”

And so we began our foray into grave robbing in order to supply Lentworth with as many fresh corpses as he liked.

Imagine if you will a tear in your clothes. Think how easily an entire garment may come apart if you pull the right way. That is how Satan thought of Lentworth. He wished for him to come apart. That was the purpose of the enterprise: Dr. Josiah Lentworth’s destruction—moral and physical.

It was working too this plan of Satan’s because Lentworth had taken to drinking heavily and hardly working at all for he wished to spend more time with the dead, and drink gave him the courage to do it.

Satan and I often spied on him and frankly, what we saw there shocked us both, although less so Satan.

“I did see this sort of thing in Babylon and Sodom and Gomorrah. Have you seen such displays as this, 


In the course of my existence, I had seen many perversions but this stood out as one of the most depraved examples.

We were perched outside looking in upon the most appalling scene—Lentworth surrounded by naked women and girls. All of them dead, of course.

He had carefully placed them in every position imaginable and was performing all sorts of sexual acts upon them and taking rather a long time to do it, too.

His mother, poor elderly old thing, had recently been dumped in a dubious ‘home for invalids’ that took payment for custodial care, thereby freeing Lentworth so that he might indulge in all of his deviant sexual practices.

“It’s quite remarkable, isn’t it?”

Satan was referring to the doctor’s rather unusual lovemaking.

I agreed that it was and suggested we go down as I was tired of perching upon the rafters.
We flew down in a moment. Satan was very chatty. He began to tell me about an idea of his.

“It’s what we might call the next step in this venture. You see, I have decided to cut off the good doctor’s supply of cadavers.”


“I suspect there would be interesting results were I to do so! For I think he would resort to murder, were that supply to stop.”

His current suppliers left as the authorities had, by this time, cracked down hard on the resurrection men. They were just too frightened to continue.

It wasn’t long before Lentworth found himself without any corpses at all.
“I shall be finished! What will I do?”

We were all having a chat in his house, well aware of the scene upstairs in his bedroom.

Satan even sniffed the air and suggested he haul out the formaldehyde later. Poor Lentworth nodded and began to cry.

“What shall I do if I cannot continue to advance my study?”

Satan smiled. “Study is it, not fucking dead flesh?”

Lentworth took umbrage. “Really, Mr. Gray, how dare you say such a thing and to me, a scientist!”
Satan shook his head. “Lentworth, old chap, we both know what you do. We’ve seen you copulating with your corpses!”

Lentworth looked as though he might faint.

“No, don’t faint,” Satan urged.

He paused then and nodded toward me. Suddenly, I felt a great rush of excitement for I knew he was going to say something devastating.

“Let me enlighten you, Lenty old boy. You see before you two demons who can help you be happier than you have ever dreamed.”

Satan rarely admits under such circumstances to being the devil and will on occasions such as this call himself a demon.

“But that’s impossible!”

“It is not! Come!” he urged.

We followed Satan to the stairs.

It all began as soon as Satan raised his arm. In not more than a moment, a parade of corpses began walking down the stairs!

Yes, Rose, he animated them! These female cadavers, blue with death, some showing signs of decomposition, were now moving about as though they still lived!

Lentworth collapsed. “Please, no more!”

Satan looked triumphant. “Are you sure you wish them to stop?”
“Yes! Please, I beg you. Stop them!”

“Very well,” Satan replied and had his risen creatures lie down. “Do not fear, Josiah, we can make you happier than you’ve ever been!”

When he had finally calmed down he did want to know how this would be achieved. That was when Satan mentioned the carriage.

“A carriage?”

The change in him was so dramatic. He went from vice-ridden doctor with some redeeming features to moral degenerate and sexual maniac in a moment.

“A carriage,” Satan repeated. “I shall drive it and my associate shall ride with you for he wishes to indulge his curiosity.”

“He does?”

“Yes, he wishes to see what you do. All of it. He is most curious! You don’t mind, do you?”

He didn’t mind at all. His eyes burned with mad intensity as his face grew more flushed.

“I shall be pleased,” he said. But he said it dreamily as if he was already living his own dark nightmare.

(End of excerpt)

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