For countless eons darkness has encapsulated the 13th Friday of whatever chosen month in it's soiled bosom. No month is sacred from the profanity of the days evil touch, and now so is the twisted roads we ride on together.
Find encased in this book 13 tales tainted with the sour moon of a pox ridden Friday mashed up against 13 ill tasting pieces of prose written to tantalize and repulse.
So open the pages, and leap inside the darkness we bring to you, for it is better to volunteer than it is to be chosen...