A rusted padlock on a graveyard gate. (Patreon)

This chapter is where I have to make a decision. Do I warn you every time, with more and more warnings for each chapter? Or do I just let you know, things get proper fucked up beyond this point. This is a novel about people who care about each other, but it is also splatterpunk.

I had so much fun writing this. I really really hope you like these chapters over the next few weeks! It's gonna get wild.

But for today: Ch. 8. A rusted padlock on a graveyard gate.

Joey