Publisher's Synopsis
Madness lurks everywhere.
In the violent rhythms of a dripping axe or the innocuous stare of a bathroom mirror.
In the ancestral winds of paternal knowledge or the fleeing horror of occupation.
In the blackened cellars of untold tortures or the curious wanderings of an unknown cat.
In apps, skin, hair, greed, music, food, and lust.
Every fiber of existence drenched in bleeding insanity.
It's everywhere. Waiting, spying, plotting.
Because it's in you and can never be outran.
