Tales from the Gallery

A Gallery, standing as a sentinel between our world and that of another, a world of mayhem and horror, invites you the reader, to peruse through it’s hallways and rooms, promising nothing more than unrest, to beguile your senses as you journey into subterranean labyrinths, to damned and forsaken planets, revisit with the restless spirits of our ancient past, casually stroll along the highways and byways with the living dead, and walk through a mirror into another dimension while trying to escape a pursuing demonic horror. Come, enter now. It is the witching hour, and well past midnight. The doors are open but soon will shut, so no more may enter and more importantly, so that nothing