The Bury Box by Lee Andrew Forman has all the things I love in a classic creepy story. There are evil children, dysfunction and death and all of it takes place in a haunted house that, if I recall correctly, Lee says he actually lived in as a child. I’ll see if he won’t do an interview for us here and tell us about it in the near future. I can’t resist a real life haunting.
Graphic imagery and violence paint an ugly picture that is all too common in many households that aren’t haunted by something sinister. Add supernatural elements and you have a coke fueled rampage into mayhem that doesn’t stop until the final page is turned.