Flesh

Something deadly has come to town-a slimy, slithering...thing like nothing anyone has seen before. With its dull eyes and its hideous mouth, it's always hunting for a new host to burrow into, and humans are the perfect prey. But the truly shocking part is not what it does to you when it invades your body-it's what it makes you do to others. Richard Laymon is the prolific author of more than 30 novels and 65 short stories which have been published in Ellery Queen, Alfred Hitchcock and Cavalier. A Bram Stoker and Science Fiction Chronicle Award-winning author, his novels have been translated into fifteen languages. "White-hot pacing (with) rivers of blood... memorable evocation of the fathomless mystery of the moonlit hours." - Publishers Weekly on The Lake "If you've missed Laymon, you've missed a treat!" -Stephen King "No one writes like Laymon." -Dean Koontz "The master of stomach-churning violence." -Kirkus "Laymon is, was, and always will be king of the hill." - Horror World No one in town has ever seen anything like it--a slimy, mobile tube of glistening yellow flesh with dull, staring eyes and an obscene, probing mouth. But the real horror is not what it looks like, or what it does when it invades a person's flesh--but what it makes that person do to others No one in town has ever seen anything like it: a slimy, mobile tube of glistening yellow flesh with dull, staring eyes and an obscene, probing mouth. But the real horror is not what it looks like, or what it does when it invades your flesh—but what it makes you do to others.