Finished On :November 2013
the Highway 50 the loneliest highway in America. And Strolling this
highway is the local cop Coolie Entragian who captures an assortment of
people on different pretexts and takes them to Desperation. On reaching
desperation the people find the town abandoned and that something
sinister and evil has taken abode in the town. The only hope of these
people is an eleven year old boy who claims he’s taken to God and that
prayer will solve their problems.
wheel still sounded as if he were smiling. ‘Not a state trooper, a town cop’.
‘ Really?’, Ralph said. ‘Wow, how many cops do you have in a little place like this, Officer?’
‘Well, there were two others’, the cop said, the smile in his voice more obvious then ever,’but i killed them.’
He turned his head to look back through the mesh and he wasn’t smiling
after all. He was grinning. His teeth were so big they looked more like
tools than bones. They showed all the way back to his mouth. Above and
below them what seemed like acres of pink gums.
‘Now, I’m the only law west of the Pecos.’
Ralph, stared at him, mouth gaping. The cop grinned back, driving with
his head turned, pulling up neatly in front of the Desperation municipal
Building without ever looking once at where he was going.
‘Carvers,’ he said, speaking solemnly through his grin,’Welcome to Desperation.‘
“
‘Uck’,he said grimacing, and reached into his mouth like a man who’s got
a hair on his tongue. Instead of a hair he pulled out the tongue
itself. He looked at it for a moment, lying limply in his fist like a
piece of liver, and then tossed it aside.
what looked like the evening meal- although not this evening’s meal she
saw that right away.There were flies buzzing over the pot roast, and
some of the slices were already supporting colonies of maggots. The
creamed corn had congealed in its bowl. The gravy was greasy clot in its
boat.
Three people were seated at the table: a woman, a man, and a baby in a
high chair. The woman was still wearing the full-length apron in which
she had cooked the meal. The baby wore a bib which read i’M A BIG BOY
NOW. He was slumped sideways behind hios tray, on which were several
stiff-looking orange slices. He regarded Cynthia with frozen grin. His
face was purple. his eyes bulged from puffy sockets like glass marbles.
His parents were equally puffed. She could see several pairs of holes
on the man’s faces, small ones,almost hypodermic sized,one set in the
side of his nose.
Several large rattlesnakes were on the table,crawling restlessly among
the dishes, shaking there tails. As she looked the bodice of the woman’s
apron bulged. For one moment Cynthia thought the woman was still alive
inspite of her purple face and glazed eyes, that she was breathing and
then a triangular snakes’s head pushed up through the ruffles, and tiny
black buckshot eyes looked across at her.
I’ll recommend it to any SK fan or horror fan as it literally gave me the nightmare when i read it first. Its one of the few SK books that i’ve found creepy and it’s one of them.