3 of 5 stars.
Aside from the ironic and pun-tastic title, this tale presents an abrupt experience with the trans-dimensional horror that is Cthulhu. The descriptions skirt direct confrontation, but give enough to paint the picture and filter it through the panic and confusion of a first-time witness.
52 y.o. Chuck, hasn’t done much since his days as a child star. Now he’s a lonely San Diego nobody that jumps at the attention of Sunny, a pretty and enthusiastic neo-hippie in her 20’s. She offers him a free seat on a spiritual trip into the desert for a night of song and dance and then on to a few days in Las Vegas. Despite his better judgment, he goes.
The trippy night in the desert culminates in a frenzy of feverish worship by the trip organizers, and a portal opening, allowing predatory tentacles to cross boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed . . .
This tale appears in Whispers of the Abyss 2: The Horrors That Were and Shall Be edited by Kat Rocha. I received this new anthology directly from 01 Publishing through bookreviewdirectory.wordpress.com.
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