Recently, while browsing a charity shop, I heard a whispering.
Nobody else seemed to hear the sound. I followed it to a book shelf and on it a giant size book called My First Picture Dictionary. I'm pretty sure that's what it was called - it was hard to read with blood spraying forth from every single one of its pages.
A quick inspection revealed it was a educational book printed in Romania over 50 years ago.
Prising the cover open, and ignoring the high pitched sound of shrieking ghosts, I stared at page after page of the most unspeakably desolate images I'd ever seen - the feeling of cold, hollow dread that they emitted can only be replicated by pausing your TV and staring directly into Fearne Cotton's eyes.
When I closed the book and looked up, the shop was gone.
Perhaps it had never been there.
I have scanned the images for you here, though updated the captions, as often they were hard to fathom - it seems that schizophrenia and Dantes Pit were a bad combination for the original writer.
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