Sometimes dead is better. But this book doesn’t give a single fuck about “better.”

This isn’t horror.
This is raw existential violation. It’s death without filter. It’s parental grief hollowed out, taxidermied, and made to walk again on broken limbs with eyes full of rage and rot.

King wasn’t trying to scare you.
He was trying to annihilate you. Emotionally. Psychically. Spiritually.

You thought this was about a haunted graveyard?
It’s not.
It’s about the moment when life breaks so hard that you decide to betray the universe itself.

-Exemplary - Book is well kept and displays new like quality. 

-All conditions are subjectively evaluated based upon age.