num_pages: 346
description: The eyes of the soldier dollblazed like hot burning coals and anold hatred flared up inmy own eyes that almost matched themas I made an attempt to step overthe dead body.The Presence had just goaded me onand I was more than willingto oblige. I promptly fell flat on my facebecause the hands of the dead manhad just reached up and clapped both of my anklesin a grip of steel. The fingers held mewhen I tried to get away.I lost my revolved when I fell and havingit where it wanted methe devil doll began to advanceenergized by the supernatural power usingabsolute correct bayonet procedure.And then the grinning fiendweaving before me began its fatal lunge . . .* * * * *If the picture on your wall begins to movedon't let it interferewith the startling shocking endingof this masterpiece of horror.
language: English
title: The Brass Halo
publisher: Critic's Choice