Into a Southern California ripe with the machinations of Hollywood, the lure of drugs, and the slick sheen of sex, comes a nameless, ancient evil, a destroyer that completely ravages its victim’s body and soul, leaving behind only…wet bones.

Blending supernatural horror worthy of Lovecraft with a razor-sharp, outlaw street savvy, John Shirley presents a visceral, terrifying tale sure to sear the psyche of unwary readers. But can anyone truly be prepared for…Wetbones?