I was driven to the dark side by you.
The psychological warfare you declared on my soul
was swift, brutal, embracing and total; for that is what you do,
the use of my fears, you coveted and stole.
You climbed into my bed and ravaged me late at night,
it is not an accusation, more of a memory of the first line
we shared, and then forever, I have kept you in sight,
even with you missing from the night time, your nightmares became mine.
Originally published by L.S. Media. September 10th 2012.
James Herbert has been the undisputed master of British Horror for the last 40 years. His books have thrilled millions and his writing has been loved all over. Aside from Stephen King, he is the very embodiment of spine-chilling terror.
In his first book for six years he re-visits an old character in David Ash, last seen in The Ghosts of Sleath in 1994. Whilst it is plain for his legion of fans to acknowledge that he still has the command to influence your darkest thoughts, to terrify the reader into a unconscious state of trepidation and despair, his books have become staid in parts, overblown and disturbingly grandiose which is not the reason the public fell in love him.