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Witness terrifying proof that the ancestral 'gene pool' is horribly contaminated....
Are traits of lunacy and madness actually drawn from one's family heritage or do the brief flashes of insanity all humans occasionally display only reveal themselves in random cases?
Every family has it's black sheep. An unfortunate few are cursed with leneage's soiled by nothing less than the DEVIL's touch.....
One by one they stroll to the podium to tell their story. Family members whose relatives became infamous for crimes of unspeakable savagery and unbridled insanity.
They unweave their tales to an auditorium filled with young medical students tasked with writing essays on the criminally insane mind.
The victim's of the gene pool step forward and regale the fascinated group with tales that witness madness in it's most primal, primitive form. Tales which include:
A vacation cruise turns into a living nightmare for both the precipitants and the FBI agent who is tasked to investigate it's horrific outcome...
SERVED WITH A LITTLE GREY:
A young man whose family heritage includes cold-blooded murder and bouts with cannibalism struggles to control the urges that drive him towards the very edge of madness...
A veteran prison guard finds that the tower duty he usually dreads as being routinely mundane is transformed into a shift of stark, unrelenting terror on a cold and foggy night...
A quiet, isolated country retirement home opens it's doors to mystery and murder upon the arrival of 'new blood' within it's tightly-knit community....
A teenaged boy and his family are caught unprepared when a winter storm of historic proportions blankets their small southern town...
When a college quarterback phenom begins to display traits better suited for a homicidal serial killer, his coach and mentor soon discovers a deadly 'training' regimen better suited for the deepest, darkest caverns that hell has to offer...
A resident psychologist treats a mysterious, troubled patient who is tortured by visions of grisly death and unspeakable horrors, and soon finds himself a little too personally involved in the case...
A self-proclaimed 'hermit' soon discovers that an over-abundance of peace and tranquility can birth it's own brand of demons...
A man pursued by a malevolent entity seemingly birthed each Halloween Eve soon discovers himself slowly transformed into what he fears the most....
Are traits of madness really drawn from one's family heritage or do the brief flashes of insanity that all humans display only reveal themselves in random cases? Witness a strong argument to the former...as the individuals in the audience will firmly attest to by the time the final tale is told...
Every family has a black sheep. An unfortunate few are cursed with leneage's soiled by nothing less than SATAN's touch....
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From the story 'SKELETON CRUISE':
Clifford ran across the sandy dune towards the Coast Guard officer that
had waived him over. He noticed the man was standing directly over what looked like the shape of a body. It was lying next to pieces of shattered wood that had come from the Pegasus. He leaned down and had to turn his head quickly to avoid vomiting. It was Kendrick. What was left of his mangled face was enough for identification from the old driver’s license photo they had received from DMV last week. The man’s throat had obviously been cut. Although parasites had eaten away most of his upper chest and neck, the deep slash was still visible at the base of the throat in a clear horizontal pattern.
A moment later he crawled aboard the shattered remains of the Pegasus’ front end. What was left of the structure was leaning hard to the left, and he had to side step to enter the now wet and musty hallway that led to the crews quarters below deck. The smell of decay was so stout it almost made him physically ill. Pieces of what had been cabinets, doors and walls floated ankle deep all around him.
He noticed all the cabin doors were open except the last one at the far end of the tilted hallway. Clifford was about to turn and head back into the fresh air of the beach when he heard the whispers. He felt a fresh, cool sweat break out onto his forehead, neck and arms. Instinctively he removed his thirty-eight from its shoulder holster and held it in front of his chest like a shield. He took a small step forward and heard a clear, short laugh, followed by a lower, muffled giggle, both of which seemed strangely garbled.
Clifford considered turning back and calling in one of the Guard troops, but instead found himself standing in front of the closed door with his left hand posed on the moist, rusty knob.
He took a deep breath and the door swung open with a loud creak.
Their faces held smiles too wide and toothy for their bloated faces. He noticed the open sores and bruises on their naked, swollen torsos. He understood what caused these types of marks. He had seen ‘floaters’ before. Dead bodies that had been slowly chipped away at by salt water and the parasites that frequented it. Neither of them had eyelids. They sat up off the bed and glared at him with teeth bared.
“Hello, Agent Clifford,” said the man-thing that Clifford recognized from old photos as Barry Wilkins. He held out a torn hand that was missing three fingers.
“Join us,” said the other, her face hopelessly disfigured on one side. It looked as if sharks had been taking her apart section by section, inch by inch.
Clifford tried to back away, but found his feet frozen; his legs as useless as the revolver now swinging powerless at his side. As they continued to hug each other and grin at him hideously, he then noticed a detail that had earlier escaped his shocked psyche. He felt his chest burn as the ability to inhale fresh oxygen suddenly escaped him.
They were joined at the side. Their flesh was seared together as if welded into place. There were only two arms and two legs. A single, bloated torso held both heads. The female breast protruded from Carolyn’s side. The other side of the chest was hairy and flat. Clifford glanced down with his mouth agape and saw the crotch was shaved and sexless.
He finally managed to turn from the abomination and attempted to sprint down the crooked hallway when he felt the shockingly stout hand grip his shoulder in a vise. He was held back by two strong arms and felt the wet, hot breath at his ear.
“We can share things together, and we never have to leave here. In fact, we can never, ever leave…”
Wonderfully Gruesome...A Horror Fan's Nightmare Come True!
Terry Vinson's 'BLOODLINES: Legacies of Madness' is a tightly-wound chamber of horrors; overflowing with grisly acts of insanity and scenes of impending dread and disgust that will no doubt thrill horror readers who seek out 'old fashioned' chills mixed with modern day gore and similar mayhem.
A collection of terror-tales woven around the singular theme of the criminally insane, each story transports the reader into vastly seperate landscapes filled with equal parts supernatural and human abomination. Familar elements within the genre abound such as werewolves, cannibals, and blood-thirsty psychopaths, but each is presented with freshness and originality, pulling the reader towards countless 'shock' endings; the majority of which are suprisingly effective, if not overly gruesome.
Take heed; Mr. Vinson refuses to 'tone down' the flow of bodily fluids, and happily so. As with his earlier collection of shorts, 2001's 'SKELETAL REMAINS', he attempts to simultaneously scare and sicken while keeping the readers eyes glued firmly to the printed page.
My personal favorites among the entries include 'Served With A Little Gray'; a Civil War based tale that delivers a shocker of a finish that few authors would have ever even attempted, must less pull off with such unabashed deprivity. Also the end of the world diary entitled 'Loner', wherein a man unwillingly becomes the sentinel of a dead landscape filled with spectors of his former life. The final entry, a Halloween-based story entitled 'Soul Searcher' is a ghostly grabber with an ending that truly haunts.
Final Word: "BLOODLINES" is 'Tales From the Crypt' on steroids!!!
"BLOODLINES" contains graphic violence, EXTREME gore, and adult language.
Michael W. Keemle
Author of 'A Rebel Yell'
and 'Seek the Darkness'
Reviews for "BLOODLINES: Legacies of Madness"
|Reviewed by Doug Boren
Everyone who has read Mr. Vinson’s works before, have come to expect a certain style, and flavor in his writing. It is a style redolent with suspense, thrills, and a pleasant revulsion. Bloodlines does not disappoint you.
Like his previous thriller Skeletal Remains, this is a series of short stories tied together with a central theme. He is proving to be the master of such a technique. As a group of medical students attend a seminar on the criminally insane, they are appalled and overwhelmed with the dept of degradation, savagery, and horror that drive people suffering from utter madness. But wait…. as the speakers repeatedly disgust with their tales, the students seem to be disappearing, one by one… what’s going on?
The real pleasure of this book is far more than the exciting tales, but rather the diversity of them. From the Civil War (Served with a Little Gray) to a post-apocalyptic world (Loner) the thing that gets you about these stories is that they are so darn interesting!
Bloodlines: Legacies of Madness is a must read for anyone who loves the horror/suspense genre. It is a must addition for those who are wise enough to collect all of Mr. Vinson’s works. It is a collection to treasure.
|Reviewed by Lynn Barry
|YOu are one of THE prolific writers who impress the HELL Out of me...|
|Reviewed by Nickolaus Pacione
|Skeleton Cruise sounds like one of the stand out stories here. I am planning to pick this book up as soon as I am able to, I like what you wrote so far. It would be an honor to be part of an anthology if I can convince Matt to do a collection of AuthorsDen's dark artists within the genre. You are definately a master of this genre, and you are going to influence many horror writers. I am almost at the Tundra Chapter and so far I have to say this is a macabre masterpiece. Terry wrote a toure de force. A mechanized horror assault. I am at chapter 9 of the book now, and so far the book is quite macabre. It would bring about a very young Stephen King -- Served With A Little Grey and Tundra are my favorite chapters in the book. Tundra scared the living shit out of me -- and a blook like this deserves a Brammy. If anyone who is a member of the Horror Writer's Association -- pay attention, this how horror is done...by the hand of Terry Lloyd Vinson. I raise my beer up to this one, Terry has a style of writing that reminds me of Rod Serling; if he was colaborating with H.P. Lovecraft. The book is one that I cannot put down, I take my time with each chapter because there is a fright in each page -- the severed leg in "Tundra" got me really bad.
I finished reading this book and started a thread in his honor at Fangoria. The Horror Writers Association got served by this one with a little grey. Anything they would produce out there this book hands them their ass and them some. When I got done with this one; all that I have left to read is Soul Searcher. This book is well worth the money, and one of the scariest things to have of Terry's next to Bone Chills. This is more than Tales from the Crypt on steriods, this is a darker version of Tales from the Darkside. Terry puts a lot of the major Bram Stoker winners to shame with this one. It is a brutal book with chapters more brutal than the next. It took me a while to read this one but I am finally close to finishing this one. Pick this book up -- well worth it. One of the best horror titles to come out of the POD market; I felt even Ramsey Campbell get his ass handed to with this one and I have respect for Campbell's work, Sorry Ramsey, this guy just kicked your ass.
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