Authors Note:

This novel is based on actual events that happened to me.

I never believed in haunted houses; until I owned one, I was a real-estate agent who bought a house the owner had died in. It was cheap, and run down, and needed repairs so I figured that I could do most of them myself, and then flip the house later for a quick profit.

One night I was working in the house alone, when the lights suddenly went out. I took my flashlight and went downstairs to the breaker box to reset the switches. Suddenly my flashlight dimmed like all the juice had been sucked out of the batteries, and then died completely. These were new batteries that I had just put in.

I went over to the basement windows and pulled back the curtains, anything to let some light in. The sky outside was completely black, we don’t have anymore stars because of all that shit they spray overhead, the “human pesticides” that are more popular known as chem-trails.

If you doubt me, go out tonight, or right now if its dark and look up, you won’t see one star. The sky out the window was completely black, midnight with no moon to speak of either. It was either cloudy, or a quarter moon phase, I don’t know,

But I could not see anything in the dark, Then I walked back and I fumbled with the switches in the dark, looking for the main breaker. My eyes had a hard time adjusting to the dark, but suddenly I saw or detected movement somewhere just in front of me in that ocean of darkness that was the basement, and it was completely unexpected.

There was no one else in the house, I came alone, and no one could have gotten in. You ever have anyone sneak up on you? Like a prank, It was like that.This was the most scared I had ever been in my life.

How scared?

I read about people who described an out of body experience when they died on the operating table or at the scene of an accident before they were brought back.

I was so scared that before I could fully comprehend what had happened, my body was body was scared stiff but my soul tried to jump out of my body to escape whatever it was downstairs with me.

I don’t know what it was, I ran screaming all the way up the steps, and out the door and I did not look back until I was at my car. When your that scared you don’t piss or shit yourself like they say you do in books.

My soul jumping out of my body, was like stepping on a tack, it was something you realize after the fact, not before, and your body tells your brain what happened after you central nervous system steps off the tack, and not the other way around.

After that I quit real-estate because I didn’t want to sell houses anymore. I only did that to get the money I needed to make the proto-types necessary for my inventions, which were very, very expensive. Now I was also a great story teller but first and foremost a inventor by trade, finally someone said, Rath, you have to write about this shit, and I said, “No one would believe me.”

And they said, if anyone could make them believe it would be you…

Hell that sounded like a bet, so I did, and after almost fifteen years this fifth book is completed, and the first five chapter are available as a preview. Why don’t you read for yourself and you be the judge???

-Rath

Greeting Brethren,

I am a writer who created a new genre called Eros Macabre (which is really just a combination of horror and erotica). What are the two most types of films. Porn and Horror. Sure you have the new Star Wars or Jurassic World every Summer, but there always that haunting feeling of “been here-done that.”
Because you have.

I don’t rewrite the Batman story every five years. I am original. That’s how I gauge my success. Not by how many books I sold or if how many fans I have. If I have told you a story that you have never heard before, I did my job.
I don’t know why but for some reason there have tried to mix genre’s before, like Horror and Comedy.
Both good in their own respect, but horrible together. Like Peanut Butter and Ketchup, instead of Peanut Butter and Jelly.

I got it right thou.

My first book, was about a beautiful thirteen year old redhead who practices witch-craft to protect herself from Rape and Incest. It was so realistically written that Amazon banned the printed version and I the uncut version is only available in E-format.

Before I ever stated writing I was an inventor (not a scientist), so I tried to built working proto-types which are very expensive. Millions of dollars in nothing for a working prototype that will never see the light of day. As a man who came from nothing. I started writing stories (fiction) usually set in the near-future and mentioned my inventions as an attempt to promote them. I started a website to build a following with short stories (all mine and original), in an attempt to build an audience that would buy my longer novels, that my inventions were mentioned (and illustrated in), so that I could generate enough money to build a working prototype of my inventions.

I started doing this over twenty years ago, and here we are. So if you have never heard of me, its not by choice. I have been perfecting my craft and building my confidence. Please buy this book, or my others, and join me at my website: www.worldofrath.com

-Rath

Why all the nudity? Because maybe it will attract viewers, Sex sells.

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