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Hallucinations of a Lot Lizard
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- ISBN8235536098
- EAN9798235536098
- Date de parution10/07/2026
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- ÉditeurIoakim Ioakim
Résumé
Hallucinations of a Lot Lizard The highway doesn't sleep. It waits. Along the broken asphalt of the American Southwest, something is moving-something older than the road, hungrier than the dark. At three in the morning, when the lights of the gas stations flicker and the trucks roll on empty, the border between the living and the not-quite-alive thins. Hallucinations of a Lot Lizard is a five-story highway horror cycle: a woman running from a black tanker that bleeds sludge instead of fuel.
a desert filling station crawling with figures whose mouths are stitched shut. a ghost in a sleeper berth that pulls on the breath-self of the living. a dying town ringed with the dead, circling the last light like wolves. and a lone driver who decides to plow a freight train through a wall of bodies rather than stop. This isn't the road to anywhere. It's the road to nowhere-and something has been expecting you.
If you like the mythic dread of Clive Barker, the slow-burn grindhouse tension of 1980s horror paperbacks, and the cold poetry of an empty highway under a bowl of indifferent stars, get ready for a ride you won't survive unmarked. Hallucinations of a Lot Lizard is not a warning. It's an invitation. And the road is already calling your name.
a desert filling station crawling with figures whose mouths are stitched shut. a ghost in a sleeper berth that pulls on the breath-self of the living. a dying town ringed with the dead, circling the last light like wolves. and a lone driver who decides to plow a freight train through a wall of bodies rather than stop. This isn't the road to anywhere. It's the road to nowhere-and something has been expecting you.
If you like the mythic dread of Clive Barker, the slow-burn grindhouse tension of 1980s horror paperbacks, and the cold poetry of an empty highway under a bowl of indifferent stars, get ready for a ride you won't survive unmarked. Hallucinations of a Lot Lizard is not a warning. It's an invitation. And the road is already calling your name.