Havoc Swims Jaded? What the hell kind of title is that? What does it mean? It sounds vaguely…threatening, doesn't it? Havoc reigns, as a Hallowe'en Horror Night goes horribly wrong, and its featured creatures turn out to be the real thing. Meanwhile, a slimy Lovecraftian monstrosity deals with its daily routine of punching a clock to raise, well, havoc. Havoc ensues, as a time-displaced trio of friends find themselves lost in a trackless desert zone where there are no signposts up ahead at twilight. As your friendly TV remote control displays disturbing new functions. As changing your body image becomes as simple as donning a zip-up human suit. These and other dark tales of modern disturbance await the pleasure of your discomfiture. You will find, as Peter Straub said, that "Here, all of Schow's glittering weapons are sharper than ever before."
Havoc Swims Jaded? What the hell kind of title is that? What does it mean? It sounds vaguely…threatening, doesn't it? Havoc reigns, as a Hallowe'en Horror Night goes horribly wrong, and its featured creatures turn out to be the real thing. Meanwhile, a slimy Lovecraftian monstrosity deals with its daily routine of punching a clock to raise, well, havoc. Havoc ensues, as a time-displaced trio of friends find themselves lost in a trackless desert zone where there are no signposts up ahead at twilight. As your friendly TV remote control displays disturbing new functions. As changing your body image becomes as simple as donning a zip-up human suit. These and other dark tales of modern disturbance await the pleasure of your discomfiture. You will find, as Peter Straub said, that "Here, all of Schow's glittering weapons are sharper than ever before."