A nightmarish pulsating space adventure.
A man wakes up on the couch. THis couch? Is it the morning or the middle of the night? Was he drinking again? Has his wife left for work yet?
Why can't he move? Why doesn't he know how he got there? And most importantly... How did he lose his memory? Someone has the answers.
@frankbacon'S DoctorED Plague HAs a feverish [BLOCK] of pulp goodness that will wake you up from cryogenic sleep, put you into a spaceship, and leave you wondering what planet you were just on.
IT'S Tremendous.
Editorial Reviews
From the Inside FlIp
Stand above the button; disarm the nuke
The spoiled brats screaming emitting foam and puke
All your dirty lies and brainwashing I'll rebuke
I'm Don Draper, Donald Duck, as well as David Duke
Remembering my posture while the adversary lurches
Watching them die out as the Mother of Pearl nurtures
I named the enemy and I ripped down their churches
Best use of official funds since the Louisiana Purchase
About the Author
From supernatural pulp to hard-boiled noir to musings on politics and pop culture, FRANK BACON surprises, disgusts and entertains across many genres.
Ball of confusion...
Machine the against rage!
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