Masques Two

A chilling new collection of stark terror from some of the leading names among horror writers, tailor-made to keep you nervously awake at night:

POPSY: 'The kid was crying again, and his tears still had that odd reddish cast. Sheridan wondered for the first time if the kid might be sick...'

THE YARD: 'Then Latting's skeletal face was at the windshield, looking in at me through the splintered glass.'

MAURICE AND MOG: 'He smothered Mog and thrashed her body with the saucepan until the animal no longer moved and tiny squeaks no longer came from beneath the blankets.'

LAKE GEORGE IN HIGH AUGUST: 'Opening his eyes under water. He could never do that. He must, now. How else to find her down there on the bottom?'