The Golden Needles of Madam Chu
The Golden Needles of Madam Chu I awoke to the stygian blackness that told our caveman ancestors that there were things in the dark waiting to devour them without a second thought; the kind of darkness that awakens our primal fears and leaves us shaking and dripping in sweat. As I gasped in a breath to release a scream unheard of since the time of dinosaurs, my breath caught in my throat, as a scent entered my nose. I choked on my unreleased scream as I recognized that scent; I was...