Corpse Collector: I Dissected My Ex-Girlfriend

When anatomy class begins, the corpse on the table is my ex-girlfriend. That's when everything changes. A bus that plunges endlessly toward the reservoir, never to return. An ancient locust tree by the hospital that swallows people whole. A massive silver carp in Clearwater River that cries for help each night. A brothel wrapped in human skin, eternally open, forever hungry. One by one, the impossible becomes real, and the horrors never stop coming.