"The dead dance or didn’t you know that? It only takes a pied piper to raise them up; a flutist and skilled necromancer whose music haunts them, for the dead can be haunted too.
“Come my children, come and dance once more for I shall play you a tune.”
He loves to see them rise from their graves, those grassy mounds, grown back whole in between his visits and his music.
Here lies Jonathan, Mary, William…
But not tonight! No! Tonight the earth shudders and splits apart just as the first notes are played.
Tombstones tremble as the ground opens up and the dead return..."
"There is no doubt that she soars above the endless parade of independent horror authors to shine as a true star in the darkness. With the brilliant anthology House of Horrors she proves why she is a perennial favorite. To put it simply, this is a great assembly of tales anyone would be proud to have in their collection"