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Author<\/h2>\nA. Martin<\/p>\n
Author A. Martin is from a small aboriginal community in the province of New Brunswick, Canada. He is the author of horror novels, Ouija, and Black October. His short stories and flash-fiction have appeared in such popular publications as MicroHorror.com, Twisted Tongue Magazine, AlienSkin Magazine, Flashes In The Dark Magazine, and ShortnScaryStories.com. He sold his first story in 2007.<\/p>\n
\u201cA. Martin leaves the reader chilled and wanting more. The scares are diverse and plentiful in this collection!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2014 Red City Review<\/p>\n
What\u2019s on the mind of Canada \u2019s No. #1 literary-boogieman?<\/p>\n
Cannibalism<\/p>\n
The Men In Black<\/p>\n
Psychotic cab-drivers<\/p>\n
And vampires<\/p>\n
\u2026 that don\u2019t sparkle.<\/p>\n
From the author of psychological and supernatural novels, Ouija and Black October., A. Martin serves up a feast of fear in After Midnight. Over 50 stories!<\/p>\n
This massive collection includes twisted and bizarre brain-busting terrors asTequila Dreams, Elma\u2019s Garbage Can, Among The Living, A Zombie Thing,Gy-psy Blood, From My Cold Dead Hands\u2014and many more!<\/p>\n
Let Stephen King be your friendly host in, \u201cYou\u2019ve Won!\u201d Have a brain-wich in, \u201cRoute66\u201d And cell-phone your dead pals in, \u201cDead Ringer\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely LOVED it!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u2014Flashes in the Dark Magazine<\/p>\n
These twisted tales will keep you awake in bed\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2026With one eye open.<\/p>\n
\u2026After midnight!<\/p>\n
You\u2019ve won!<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat can they make us do?\u201d Jon sighed. \u201cWe weren\u2019t forced here; we agreed to be on this game show!\u201d<\/p>\n
As they weren\u2019t forced or bribed to leave Highway 67 on their way to Boston after being pulled over by Highway patrol for a minor-infraction (so they both thought\u2014a broken left taillight\u2014something like that), and given friendly thank-you-kindly advice by Mr. Patrol that if they were in a hurry\u2014or just wanted to shorten their trip, that they should take the shortcut through Bangor, Maine, and not to mention it. He liked to help passersby\u2014Mr. Patrol, and besides, it would be where they would find the finest homemade momma\u2019s all-American apple-pie as close to heaven as stripping fresh bacon off a hogs\u2019 ass at that time of day. Which would be lunch-hour: 12: 05pm. They had been waiting there on two steel stools since around that time\u2014almost half an hour. Their behinds were definitely past numb\u2014they would have been in Boston by now, Jon reminded, if their piece of crap (a yellow Subaru\u2014Rita\u2019s choice, he also added) car wouldn\u2019t have up and decided to drop dead in the hub of Bangor.<\/p>\n
But that\u2019s exactly what it did, after refuelling at a small Texaco, of course.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right, you two love-birds!\u201d hollered a short well-dressed man hurrying their way from down the hall of star-labelled dressing rooms. \u201cIt\u2019s showtime!\u201d<\/p>\n
They eagerly hopped off their seats and the man directed them in front of a large stage-curtain.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, guys; look juicy! Edible!\u201d The man winked. Jon and Rita glanced at each other, and the curtain quickly opened. Clapping erupted from a crowed they couldn\u2019t see due to bright stage-lighting. The well suited man (now they guessed was the host) pointed them over to their podiums on the right side, and they realized they were not alone. A couple stood beside them and attended the other four podiums across the way.<\/p>\n
\u201cWelcome to You\u2019ve Won!\u201d their host greeted to a television camera slowly being wheeled closer to the stage as he stood up to a tall podium with the game-shows\u2019 name bedazzled across it with shiny fake diamonds. \u201cThis is the show, for you people in the know. Let\u2019s meet our lucky contestants, shall we?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Game-show host turned to the other couples first on the left side. The first couple apparently newlyweds from the area, the other, married twenty-five years and the husband a self-professed jack of all trades with a beloved hobby of fixing up old sports cars . . . also from Bangor, Maine.<\/p>\n
\u201cI just love it, bro,\u201d the man said. \u201cI just love working on me sports ca\u2019s, and\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
Mr. Host turned to them. \u201cWhat about you two? C\u2019mon; watcha do, where ya from, how\u2019d ya end up here?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jon and Rita glanced at each other, before Jon nervously nodded for her to answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell,\u201d Rita softly spoke into the microphone atop her podium. \u201cWe\u2019re from out of town. We were actually heading to Boston for our one year anniversary; that\u2019s where we met. But then, we were pulled over on the highway for a broken taillight and the officer said taking a trip through Bangor would cut our trip in half, but then our car stalled just a block from here and we were asked if we would like to be on a popular state wide game show, and I guess we just\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
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