Stephen lived in a world of agony—always fearful that he, too, would become one of
THE
SCREAMING
PEOPLE
By ROBERT BLOCH
ILLUSTRATOR FINLAY
IT BEGINS in darkness.
They call it sleep, but it's only a darkness. I lie there curled in the womb-posture and the darkness is all around me. When sleep comes, I merely draw some of that darkness inside me; the warm, rich, all-encompassing darkness, the darkness that is the nourishing blood of the night.
Womb-posture. A fetus lacks awareness, but I know that I'm asleep. I like to sleep.
"Take it easy. Rest, relax. Get plenty of sleep." That's what the doctors told me. And I'm willing to follow orders.
Roxie tells me I'm lazy, but I don't care; not if she lets me
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"He had wound her
the ends tight.
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