Moonbog

THE EVIL GLOW OF THE MOON... lit the path as twelve-year-old Billy Wilson walked past the bog.� He knew he shouldn't have gone near the inky shadows of the swamp � but something forced him to come closer to the yawning darkness, the suffocating tangle, the flesh-tearing brambles of Holland Bog. THE MURKY DEPTHS OF THE BOG... sucked the boy into its fetid earth and claimed its human sacrifice.� But one child wasn't enough.� It needed a second, a third � and then nothing could stop the unquenchable hunger, the raging bloodthirst of the MOONBOG.