Whispers From The Abyss
By Kat Rocha
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On the subway, during lunch, or even under the fluorescent glow of your cubical—there is no escape! Now your slow descent into madness can follow you through the day, as well as the night. The WHISPERS FROM THE ABYSS ANTHOLOGY is the first ever H.P. Lovecraft inspired collection created specifically for readers on the go. All 33 spine-chilling tales are concentrated bites of terror which include works by Greg Stolze (Delta Green), Nick Mamatas (Shotguns v. Cthulhu), Tim Pratt (Marla Mason), Dennis Detwiller (Delta Green), Greg Van Eekhout (The Boy at the End of the World), A.C. Wise (Future Lovecraft), David Tallerman (Giant Thief), Silvia Moreno-Garcia (Future Lovecraft), John R. Fultz (Seven Prices), Chad Fifer (The H.P. Lovecraft Literary Podcast).
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Introduction by Alasdair Stuart
“Iden-Inshi” by Greg Stolze
“Pushing Back” by J.C. Hemphill
“Nation of Disease: The Rise & Fall of a Canadian Legend” by Jonathan Sharp
“When We Change” by Mason Ian Bundschuh
“Nutmeat” by Martin Hill Ortiz
“The Last Tweet” by Charles Black
“Secrets In Storage” by Tim Pratt & Greg Van Eekhout
“The Well” by Tim Jeffreys
“The Neon Morgue” by Nathan Wunner
“The Deep” by Corissa Baker
“Fear And Loathing In Innsmouth: Richard Nixon’s Revenge” by Jason Andrew
“My Friend Fishfinger By Daisy, Age 7′′ by David Tallerman
“Chasing Sunset” by A.C. Wise
“The Thing With Onyx Eyes” by Stephen Brown
“I Do The Work Of The Bone Queen” by John R. Fultz
“Suck It Up, Get It Done” by Brandon Barrows
“The Substance In The Sound” by W.B. Stickel
“Stone City, Old As Immeasurable Time” by Kelda Crich
“Hideous Interview With Brief Man” by Nick Mamatas
“The Sea, Like Glass Unbroken” by Silvia Moreno-Garcia
“The Decorative Water Feature Of Nameless Dread” by James Brogden
“Henry” by Lance Axt
“My Stalk” by Aaron J. French
“Give Me That Old Time Religion” by Lee Finney
“Afraid Of Dobermans” by Chad Fifer
“Leviathan” by Nicholas Almand
“Horrorscope” by Charles Black
“The Jar Of Aten-Hor” by Kat Rocha
“The Floor” by Jeff Provine
“Waiting” by Dennis Detwiller
“Other People’s Houses” by Sarena Ulibarri
“You Will Never Be The Same” by Erica Satifka
“Death Wore Greasepaint” by Josh Finney
Kat Rocha
Creator, EntrepreneurKat began her publishing career as a collaborating artist on such projects as UTOPIATES, a CATWOMAN story for BATMAN 80pg GIANT for DC Comics and TITANIUM RAIN. She produced numerous concept designs for Spartan Games and has had work featured in Interzone magazine. She began her own comic series entitled LD30: The Adventures of a Swinging Robot in 2010.In 2011 Kat founded 01Publishing with the goal of producing the best in science fiction, fantasy, and horror of both prose and graphic story telling. 01Publishing’s catalog of books have received acclaim from the Huffington Post, SF Signal, Kirkus Reviews, Innsmouth Free Press, and The Examiner.Besides being CEO and Editor-in-Chief of 01Publishing, Kat Rocha is a founding member of the San Diego chapter of the Horror Writer’s AssociationArtist: UtopiatesEditor: Whispers from the Abyss / Whispers from the Abyss 2Regularly appears on SciFi Writers Play Old School D&D Podcast
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/501 publishing has more than one book that is inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft. Whispers From The Abyss is an anthology edited by Kat Rocha that contains 33 stories that were influenced by Lovecraft. I have to admit that I haven’t read a lot of Lovecraft but being a horror fan I still enjoyed a lot of the stories in this book. What really surprised me was how different all the stories were.Not all the stories here were gems but there was some good ones including Death Wore Greasepaint by Josh Finney. This one is about a down on his luck man named Charlie who runs a cable tv station and a clown named Wilbur who has found his life’s purpose. I love how this story uses a kids show set in the present and ties it into Lovecraft’s mythos. Who would have guessed a clown could start the apocalypse. I love how this story describes intestines coming out of a body and then a character says: “I’ll never eat pasta again.” The best thing about this story is that The Octopus King has shown me how to be happy. Read the book and you will understand.Another good one in this collection is Fear and Loathing in Innsmouth: Richard Nixon’s Revenge by Jason Andrew. This one is set in the seventies and follows a man who is trying to find proof that Richard Nixon is evil. This is an original story that combines a little humor with a little bit of horror. I love the references to Easy Rider, Ron Jeremy and the two quotes that open the story. Anything goes in this one and it has a good twist at the end.Also getting points for originality is My Friend Fishfinger by Daisy, Age 7 written by David Tallerman. I love that this is written from the perspective of a girl whose parents follow a god that’s different from the one she believes in. If you know Lovecraft’s work you probably know who the god is. I love how this story is told, its like seeing evil through the eyes of an innocent child who doesn’t know what she is in for. The title is deceptive and the story is short and creepy. If you like the works of Lovecraft and Weird Tales in general pick up Whispers From The Abyss and if you like this one Whispers From The Abyss 2 is also available.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Enjoyable collection with some real gems, though two of the stories were marked by unfortunate contempt for rural working-class whites.
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Whispers From The Abyss - Kat Rocha
INTRODUCTION
By Alasdair Stuart
There’s a quote, one of the dozens I collect every year. I partially blame Criminal Minds, and the simple, and brilliant conceit of opening and closing an episode with an appropriate quote. I partially blame my Dad who’s been an inveterate people watcher and collector of bon mots, aphorisms, witticisms and words what people speak good for years.
Mostly though I blame my writer brain. I’m a sucker for a good quote, a well turned one liner and there are certain writers I will cross the street for. At speed. One is Aaron Sorkin, another is David Mamet who was once memorably described as writing simultaneously exactly like, and nothing at all like, how people speak.
Then there’s William Friedkin. I don’t know much of Friedkin’s work but I do know this, a quote which I’ve carried with me since childhood, long before I hosted a horror podcast. Long, even before I admitted to myself that much like CM Punk is (or was, things do move fast in pro wrestling) a Paul Heyman guy, I am a horror guy.
‘True horror is seeing something approach’.
Bingo. Right between the eyes. That is the most perfect summation of why I love horror I have ever read and believe me I’ve read plenty. That creeping suggestion, the moment the air drops, the ambient noise falls away. The moment you realize everyone’s looking at you. Crime fiction calls it the moment before the bullet hits the bone.
That’s where horror lives, the second before something becomes. These stories, all short, all focused and all perfect, embody that second and explore it from every single angle. ‘Other People’s Houses’ by Sarena Ulibarri folds something else in there too. She shows us the moment our story intersects with something older and darker. I love that moment too, ‘The Zeppo’ may be my all time favourite Buffy episode. But then she does something even cleverer, showing us that sometimes horror transforms not just ourselves but our outlook. Sometimes that transformation is positive. Or is that just what we’re told to think?
‘My Friend Fishfinger by Daisy, Age 7’ by David Tallerman takes the same tack. There’s some truly sweet about the idea of the friendship at the centre of this piece. The fact it’s cut through with horror like salt water through fresh only makes everything snap into even sharper relief. This is a story about an innocent, and whilst it’s easy to imagine the innocence is so powerful it will overcome what’s waiting for it, we don’t see that happen.
We just see it approach.
Friedkin. Clever bastard, huh?
‘Stone City, Old As Immeasurable Time’ by Kelda Crich takes that idea, of the innocent in the house of evil, and turns it on its head. Here, horror has approached, destroyed and left. What’s left is nothing but determination and the flat, wide plain of a life made empty. There’s something immensely empowering in that desolation, in that freedom to do whatever you need to do to survive. There’s something awful too. Do what thou wilt may be the whole of the law, but that doesn’t mean it’s a get out of jail free card.
Just three stories in a book full of them. All about that moment I love, the moment where something approaches. The moment where you close your eyes and hope it goes away.
It will. But there’ll be another story right behind it. And another. And another.
Open your eyes. Look. Because true horror is seeing something approach. And true horror is here.
IDEN-INSHI
By Greg Stolze
12/17/11
I deserve a Nobel Prize in biology and instead I’m writing a diary on toilet paper and hiding it in my bra. I blame sexism and racism. And America’s retarded attitudes towards science, but that’s rooted in sexism and racism too. If someone told those Tea Party blancos as soon as we perfect cloning, women will no longer monopolize the power to carry babies,
they’d probably make it a national priority. Or they’d realize it would get women out of the kitchen and thinking too much.
Still, no matter how lousy the USA is, I’d rather be picking beans in Arizona beside tío Hector than locked up here. Here,
I’m pretty sure, is North Korea.
12/18/11
The guards almost look Huichol but didn’t react when I called them "babosos or
shit-eaters," so I figure they don’t speak Spanish or English. Military uniforms. Could be Chinese, I guess, but my money’s still on North Korea. If I could get at my money, which I can’t.
On the bright side, when that Sinaloa Capo’s clone conks out, it’ll be hard for his gunmen to punish me. I mean, I told him it was an unstable process, look at Dolly the sheep and its defects, every human illegally cloned since 1998 died before the age of 12, but no. He was determined to have a young body to transplant his brain into by 2028.
When that guy with the nurse-shoes put a bag over my head in a ladies’ room in Portugal, I was pretty sure the pandilla had come for me, in fact. But I woke up on a ship and now I’m in a building with no windows and a lot of lab equipment. Lab equipment with tags in that alphabet that looks like circuit diagrams.
I wonder how Kim Jong Un heard about me. There aren’t a lot of biogeneticists willing to stand up and say Clones aren’t crimes against god, they’re just retroactive twins, calm DOWN Rick Santorum!
And to be fair, I never did say that. I just went ahead.
It says something very dark about our morality that the only people sensible enough to pursue human cloning are narco-billionaires and tinpot tyrants.
12/20/11
They’ve provided me with frozen tissues, along with all the fertile eggs I could want. I guess your average North Korean teen girl would happily trade her menstrual goodies for an extra bowl of rice. My employer will probably be spoiled for choice when it comes to surrogate mamacitas as well. None of that changes the tissues into gametes, though. Cloning from live, fresh sperm is hard enough. Frozen tissue sections? I’m good, but the greatest chef in the world can’t even make a burrito without any ingredients.
12/25/11
Feliz Navidad. They got me a very nice rosca de reyes.
12/30/11
Attempted DNA insertion. Failed to subdivide. But I found out that the guy who kidnapped me is the big boss here. His name’s Dae-Hyun.
1/6/12
Happy New Year. Insertion failed.
1/16/12
DNA subdivided, but with numerous transcription errors. Clone Jong Il there would be lucky to be born with an asshole for a nose. Still, it’s a start. I’m having some successes with a protein bath to revitalize material before insertion. If I can find the right enzyme, I think it might let it subdivide cleanly. But there’s still the issue of decay-gaps. If this was Jurassic Park I’d fill them in with frog DNA, and we’d wind up with a HERMAPHRODITE revived authoritarian dictator.
1/21/12
DNA subdivided and they insisted I implant it. Specifically, some guy named ‘Petrov.’ His English is decent, said he’d take full responsibility. Wants me to perform the insertion on a couple dozen ova, says we’ll try to implant the best 5-6. With an adequate rate of implantation, that could give us 2-3 deformed dictator clones dying before puberty.
1/27/12
11 out of 30 attempted insertions were successful, 4 of them looked like they just might be viable, one was pretty good. We’re starting the implantations tomorrow.
2/2/12
All 5 failed to implant.
2/14/12
Happy Valentine’s Day. I winked at one of the guards. He ignored me.
2/26/12
Another month, another batch of ruined genetic material. 23 of 40 DNA insertions worked, 14 of 23 subdivided (which is a SPLENDID conversion rate, if you ask me), 4 lacked all but minor errors but all 4 failed to implant. Petrov insisted on trying the other 10. None implanted.
3/1/12
Petrov is gone, replaced by a Japanese guy. His name’s Kiro something, his English pronunciation is basura. We’re trying a ‘new approach.’ He did say some nice things about my work, I think. He’s so stone-faced it’s impossible to tell if he means it.
3/3/12
Kiro brought the most marvelous stuff! I have no idea where he got it—it’s like nothing I’ve ever seen, DNA configured like drill bits instead of double-helixes. It can’t be artificial, it’s decades beyond Stanford and Rockefeller combined. But it doesn’t resemble anything from nature either. Did it crash to Earth in a meteorite? Did they find it in some deep-sea trench? Wherever, it’s damn near miraculous. It’s like human DNA is a computer from 1978 and this stuff’s a brand-new Android phone. Kiro calls it "iden-inshi." I don’t care if it’s Jesus Christ’s jism, this is going to be like upgrading to steel tools after banging rocks together.
3/17/12
It’s like a dream. The iden-inshi conforms to transposable elements, almost like a pattern-matching algorithm. The possibilities are staggering, not just for fiddly shit like curing spina bifida but for fundamental life-building and hybridization. The source material is a lot more robust now that I’ve been able to re-attach lossy elements. A 100% insertion rate seems perfectly possible.
3/29/12
29 of 30 insertions successfully subdividing! None of them seem damaged, but… it’s possible that exposure to iden-inshi has changed them. If they’re viable changes, they wouldn’t show up until implantation, or even gestation. Possibly something like a late-onset genetic syndrome, imperceptible until the clones were in their thirties. By then, I’ll have my reward and be retired in Rio. Or dead in a shallow grave in the DMZ. Or still be in some gilded cage, working on immortality elixirs for Kim Jong Un who, I’m sorry, looks like the bottom rung of the ‘genetic desirability’ ladder.
4/4/12
100% subdivision! Now to see what happens with implantation.
4/9/12
Everything’s different.
They beat me. Kiro too. Kiro looks like they used rifle butts, his bruises are all the same shape. Me, it was just fists and boots.
We were in rooms before, little suites like a hotel. Now there’s no pretense that we’re anything but prisoners. No bars on the windows, because there aren’t windows. They bring us food on trays like they used to, still the same food, but they beat us so badly. I was curled up on my knees with my hands over the back of my neck. There’s a rough horseshoe of deep, purple-green bruises all up the side of one thigh, across my ass and then down to the other knee. I’m lucky they didn’t just break my spine, it was totally exposed. It hurts to pee, to breathe, to sit down. Then they showed us the videos why.
29 Korean girls are dead. Every single surrogate, they all died. Horribly. It starts with hemorrhages, like a miscarriage with a lot of bleeding, only these were single egg cells! They started bleeding and discharging tissue within 48 hours of implantation.
But it wasn’t mere blood. The videos made that clear… these girls DISSOLVED. It was like watching fruit rot in fast-forward, their bodies caved in, turning into runny, thick sludge like oxygenated red pancake batter. Even Ebola and necrotizing fasciitis don’t operate that fast.
4/11/12
Kiro and I were allowed to examine the remains. It boggles the mind how awful. Upon implantation, the altered ova started eating the uterine lining, but not just consuming it, TRANSFORMING it. Specifically, endometrial cells became duplicate ova, like HIV corrupting T-cells to reproduce . Except, HIV only attacks a few types of cells, and these tore apart anything they touched—white blood cells, arterial walls, bone. Every cell they attacked was reconfigured into a duplicate of the attacker, which was itself quantum leaps more complicated than a virus. More complicated than any human biology.
When we examined them, they were still viable. After fully converting the host, the cells turned on each other, consuming their sibling-children. The larger, ‘victorious’ cell clusters, the ones that started cannibalizing first… they were beginning to differentiate, months earlier than a human fetus would. They’re developing organs.
I recommended that every last one of them be sterilized in bleach and then incinerated.
4/13/12
Kiro told me where iden-inshi came from. A scientist was researching genetic anomalies on an island off the coast of Japan and found that there were genetic mega-parasites infecting the population. They came out of the sea, raped the inhabitants (men and women alike), and sometimes the victims would have apparently-human children that turned amphibious as they aged. Sometimes the rape victims would transform. It’s unbelievable, yet in the face of the evidence, it all fits. What a perfect reproductive strategy! How much time would an organism need to evolve such sophistication? Longer than there’s been life on Earth, I suspect.
It becomes us. Then we become it.
4/14/12
They won’t say if they destroyed all the specimens.
4/17/12
Kiro and I are passing messages. He writes better than he speaks, so we hide messages to each other in research data and exchange them, even as we speak directly of our work where our captors can hear us.
I’m starting to wish the Sinaloa had gotten me first.
Kiro thinks there are only three ways this ends. One, we give Jong Un what he wants—clones of his daddy and grandpapa, treatments to indefinitely delay aging, and biological weapons that make The Andromeda Strain look like pinkeye.
Two, we fail too many times and get an appointment with Petrov. (I find it prohibitively unlikely that his ‘retirement’ includes a comfy 401K.)
Three, we escape, then spend the rest of our lives worrying about Korean assassins.
Somehow, it feels right to write this shit on toilet paper.
4/18/12
Kiro is the one who interfaces with the warden, or base commander, or whatever. Of course it’s Kiro, you couldn’t expect someone as important as Dae-Hyun to talk with a woman, could you?
But I’ve got a woman’s weapon they’d never consider. My cramps are starting and soon I’ll ovulate. I’ll be fertile with access to a lab and iden-inshi. All the iden-inshi I could need to make a monster, or a plague, or to turn myself into something so awful it can never die. Kiro was working on immortality, in the form of dynamic tissue repair, even before the Koreans took his daughter. (That’s how they got him involved. I wonder what they had over Petrov?)
4/19/12
Found a new hiding place for my diary in the leg of my cot.
Kiro and I agree that putting a bun in my oven isn’t going to work, there’s no way to manage it unobserved.
So our easiest escape route would probably be to make an iden-inshi bacteria, inoculate ourselves (or myself anyway), give it to the guards and walk away. If we kept our heads down, the North Koreans would assume that Kiro and me were somewhere in all that crimson pancake batter. But how to contain it? We could try to build in a self-limiting failsafe, but we’d only get one chance. Our track record of understanding iden-inshi’s behavior is not encouraging, and getting it wrong it could denude the Earth of all mammalian life. Well, all mammalian life that didn’t come from iden-inshi.
Escape plan two is to reprogram Dae-Hyun’s cells into something iden-inshi dependent, then refuse to give him the antidote until he agrees lets us go. Kiro got one of his stray hairs, so we have his genome to play with… but we’d need to sequence it unobserved, which would take months, and we’d need to develop the ‘delayable degenerator’ on the sly without the Korean biologists figuring it out. (They’re pretty dumb, but VERY alert). Then Kiro, who’s 70 and spent his youth hunched over a microscope, has to inject it into Dae-Hyun, who’s 40ish and spent most of his adulthood kidnapping people. But even if we surmounted all that, we’d still have a decent chance of just melting Dae-Hyun—no great loss to humankind, but I’d catch a strict punishment for sure.
Plan three is the Godzilla option, then. We optimize ruthlessness and hunger and muscle mass acquisition, implant it in one of the Korean girls (and damn, I hope those poor bitches are getting TWO extra rice bowls a day, maybe even a fucking radish or something), wait for it to chest-burst itself out like that Ridley Scott movie, and escape in the confusion. But the problem with making a monster is that you can’t turn it off when you want it to stop knocking over buildings.
So I guess it’s number four. One of us becomes… it. Whatever those things are that the iden-inshi came from.
4/20/13
Kiro is balking. We flipped a coin to decide who was going to be transformed, and I lost. I’d hoped I’d win and he’d honor it, but no way am I going to change into some kind of sea-monster. He can’t proceed without me.
Stalemate.
4/21/13
Kiro and I have agreed to work on the project together, on the assumption that when it’s ready, one of us will take it and help the other escape. It’s going to be him. I see those dissolving girls in my nightmares. My bruises are mostly gone, though it’s still hard to take a deep breath… they gave us a Korean doctor who said I had cracked ribs, nothing to do but wrap them. I asked for painkillers and they said I need to keep my head clear. They’ll regret that.
4/23/13
Kiro coughs up little dots of blood. My bargaining position with him just got a lot stronger.
(later)
Oh, and I should mention that we’re still inserting and implanting with the old material. It’s going great. We’re doing it one at a time, examining the subdivision to ensure that it’s as human as possible, then letting it gestate in a petri dish before implantation. Those cells still terrify me. They suck up as much agar as we can give them.
Once they’re implanted in the host mother, we no longer get to know what happens. I hope they get two bowls of rice, radishes, and a whole chicken.
5/5/13
Happy Cinquo de Mayo. The serum is ready. I asked Kiro if he’d heard anything about his daughter. He hadn’t. I pointed out that he’s old and I’m young. He coughed blood. He caved.
Tomorrow, I infect him. We’re going to make it look accidental.
5/6/13
Six hours after injection, and no change yet. The ‘genetic therapy’ Kiro received is iden-inshi with the brake-lines cut. My guess is he’ll eat everything in sight, turning it into muscle mass with the efficiency of imaginary nanites. Maybe develop gills. Maybe an embolus—he said some of the attack victims on that island showed signs of being attacked with something like a biological syringe, like those Israeli spiders that bypass the normal reproductive gear entirely by stabbing straight through the abdomens of their mates.
5/8/13
Kiro collapsed in the lab, feverish and delirious. Mierda.
5/9/13
They won’t say anything about Kiro. Mierda.
5/10/13
The chief biologists, Eun-Mi and Chung-Hee, are acting like there was never anyone named Kiro, like no one has ever been named Kiro, like Japan is as imaginary as Narnia. Mierda, mierda, mierda.
5/13/13
The procedures for extracting tissue, isolating dead dictator DNA, reviving it, inserting it into ova, reviewing its subdivision and gestating it in vitro are all formalized. I’m starting to feel obsolete. I better get my game face on for those immortality treatments… or city-clearing bio-weapons.
Toilet paper. You throw it away when you’re done with it. I need them to not be done with me.
5/14/13
Kiro’s back! Says he just had a fever… he’s different though. He looks weaker, paler, puffy, but at the same time he’s moving better. Before, he was stiff and formal, an old man keeping his body together. Now he’s like an engine. I’m not the only one who’s noticed. The guards watch him all the time now.
5/16/13
Kiro’s used the code again. He just said Soon.
5/21/13
Dios.
I woke up to screams and tried my door and it was locked. I hammered on it and no one let me out. I heard gunfire, and something howling loud and deep and awful. One more scream. Then silence.
Then Kiro’s voice, telling me it’s all okay. But it isn’t Kiro’s voice at all, it’s his pronunciation through a bullhorn two octaves lower, thanking me and trying the door. It may take a while to find the key, he says, or should he just break it down?
I begged him to stop and he laughed. I never heard the real Kiro laugh, this was like a bass drum or a cough or a barking walrus.
You will see,
he said, or it, the thing that used to be Kiro. Eun-Mi will understand if she is lucky, when her child explains. OUR child.
I asked him what he did to her and he said the dreams were full of love. That the iden-inshi is a love letter from something older and wiser and greater, something willing to suffer and sacrifice to make us more like it.
I asked about his daughter and he said, I will find her and I will give her this same gift you gave me. The same prize I can give you. You will see my new self and be amazed.
I started screaming then. He laughed along with my shrieks. Then he left to get