His Mind Was Disintegrating… The Face Couldn’t Be Real, But It Was
Time ran out swiftly and mankind was threatened by its ingenuity
Money was his weapon — Society was his victim
Was this brain of pulsating cells completely indestructible, this formless horror which threatened the world
Strange goings-on at a film studio… murder and mystery among the cameras, the bright lights, the glamorous girls…
Here was a world of intrigue, corruption and terror from which there could be no turning back
What strange evil lurked in the house of the Alchemist?