Plague of the Manitou: A ‘Manitou’ Horror Novel (Harry Erksine)

Virus expert Anna Grey is disturbed when a dying patient is wheeled past her lab vomiting fountains of blood and screaming like a banshee. To make matters worse, when she examines the man's corpse, she could swear she hears him whisper: 'Get it out of me.' John Patrick Bridges is dead. He's definitely dead. But if he's dead – how is he talking? Anna wonders if she's going mad. But then a second man haemorrhages and dies; yet Anna hears him whisper, 'Please help me.' There is no such thing as demons, Anna tells herself. But cynical fortune-teller Harry Erskine knows otherwise and a series of extremely disturbing events are forcing him from his Miami home towards the bereaved Anna, who as yet has little idea of the evil she is facing . . . A self-proclaimed psychic investigates a deadly plague that creates talking corpses in this chilling horror novel by the author of Blind Panic . Virus expert Anna Grey is disturbed when a dying patient is wheeled past her lab vomiting fountains of blood and screaming like a banshee. To make matters worse, when she examines the man's corpse, she could swear she hears him whisper: "Get it out of me." John Patrick Bridges is dead. He's definitely dead. But if he's dead—how is he talking? Anna wonders if she's going mad. But then a second man hemorrhages and dies; yet Anna hears him whisper, "Please help me." There is no such thing as demons, Anna tells herself. But cynical fortune-teller Harry Erskine knows otherwise, and a series of extremely disturbing events are forcing him from his Miami home towards the bereaved Anna, who does not yet know the evil she is facing . . . Praise for Graham Masterton "God, he's good." —Stephen King "One of the most original and frightening storytellers of our time." —Peter James "Suspenseful and tension-filled. . . . All the finesse of a master storyteller." — Guardian (UK) "One of Britain's finest horror writers." — Daily Mail (UK) "You are in for a hell of a ride." — Grimdark Magazine Virus expert Anna Grey is disturbed when a dying patient is wheeled past her lab vomiting fountains of blood and screaming like a banshee. To make matters worse, when she examines the man s corpse, she could swear she hears him whisper: Get it out of me. John Patrick Bridges is dead. He s definitely dead. But if he s dead how is he talking? Anna wonders if she s going mad. But then a second man haemorrhages and dies; yet Anna hears him whisper, Please help me. There is no such thing as demons, Anna tells herself. But cynical fortune-teller Harry Erskine knows otherwise and a series of extremely disturbing events are forcing him from his Miami home towards the bereaved Anna, who as yet has little idea of the evil she is facing . . ." Virus expert Anna Grey is disturbed when a dying patient is wheeled past her lab vomiting fountains of blood and screaming like a banshee. To make matters worse, when she examines the man's corpse, she could swear she hears him whisper: 'Get it out of me.' John Patrick Bridges is dead. He's definitely dead. But if he's dead - how is he talking? Anna wonders if she's going mad. But then a second man haemorrhages and dies; yet Anna hears him whisper, 'Please help me.' There is no such things as demons, Anna tells herself. But cynic Virus expert Anna Grey wonders if she's going mad when she hears a corpse whisper: ‘Get it out of me.’ There is no such thing as demons, she tells herself. But cynical fortune-teller Harry Erskine knows otherwise and a series of disturbing events are forcing him from his Miami home towards Anna, who as yet has little idea of the evil she is facing.