Over on Newsarama there’s a seven page preview of DEAHLOK #4.
It’s the middle issue of a seven issue run, but you can get a pretty good idea of the whole damn thing from these pages.
I haven’t spent any time pimping this title, for which I’m a bit bummed. I’ve been too busy to do much pimping at all, but I really like the way this story turned out and I’d have liked to have gotten behind it a little more.
So, for what it’s worth at this late date, DEATHLOK is out there demolishing for a few more months.

And then I got very busy.

And that means there’s a lot backed up here.

So I’m just gonna spray it.

My new book, SLEEPLESS, is coming out tomorrow. In the manner typical of significant personal events, this has both taken for-fucking-ever, and totally snuck up on me out or fucking nowhere.

Writing SLEEPLESS was a tough sonofabitch. I am deeply invested in it.

Many of my readers are going to flat out hate this fucking book.

Period.

Fucking period.

Some people who want nothing to do with anything else I have ever written are going to like this book.

Fucking period again.

And that’s a little intimidating and scary. I don’t have a plan to change forever the kind of books I write, but this one is different enough to just not work for some of my regulars.

Sorry.

Anyway, it comes out tomorrow. I’m gonna try and get back here and do some whoring. But I’m still very busy with other stuff. So you may be spared the whore.

Not unrelated to SLEEPLESS, I’m going on a little tour.

Here are the places and dates:

Tuesday, January 12
7:00pm
The Poisoned Pen
4014 N Goldwater Blvd. Suite 101
Scottsdale, AZ 85251
(with T. Jefferson Parker)

Wednesday, January 20
7:00pm
BookPeople
603 North Lamar Blvd.
Austin, TX 78703

Thursday, January 21
7:00pm
Legacy Books
7300 Dallas Pkwy Ste A120
Dallas, TX 75024

Friday, January 22
6:30pm
Murder by the Book
2342 Bissonnet St.
Houston, TX  77005

Saturday, January 23
2:00 PM
Mysterious Galaxy
7051 Clairemont Mesa Blvd. Suite #302
San Diego, CA 92111

Saturday, January 30
2:00pm
Mysteries to Die For
2940 Thousand Oaks Blvd.
Thousand Oaks, CA 91362

4:00pm
Mystery Bookstore
1035 Broxton Ave.
Los Angeles, CA 90024

Sunday, January 31
Dark Delicacies
4213 West Burbank Blvd.
Burbank, CA 91505

Hope to see you.

Oh, and THE MYSTIC ARTS OF ERASING ALL SIGNS OF DEATH came out in trade paperback last week.

It’s still a book you have to pay for, but it’s cheaper than a hardback.
The library is good, too.

Marilyn Stasio at the NY Times put it on her notable books of 2009 list HERE.
And then it got a little more love from the NY Times Paperback Row feature HERE.

One of the projects that’s been keeping me so busy is the development of a TV show based on MYSTIC ARTS for HBO.
What happened was that I was lucky enough to make an acquaintance with Alan Ball a couple years back and we’d spoken about doing a film or TV project about.
More recently I asked him if he was interested in the idea of a MYSTIC ARTS TV show and he volunteered to executive produce and guru for my first foray into TV.
Hint to the TV newbie: having Alan Ball as your guru helps.
Sometimes, you just get unreasonable lucky.
Anyway, I’m writing the pilot. If it clears the many many hurdles in between script and TV show, the first season will loosely follow the plot of the book.
And then who the fuck knows what.

My DEATHLOK miniseries for Marvel has been running for a couple months now. I think issue three is due this month. It’s pretty wild and over the top. Crazy SF adventure noir. Skull faced cyborg warrior takes on the world.

The last Joe Pitt book, MY DEAD BODY, has seemed to please a few people. And I’d like to thank the people who thought is sucked for not emailing me. It’s nice to keep that bubble unburst.

There is some pending movie news regarding CAUGHT STEALING, but the producers have yet to announce the deal so I need to keep it under my hat for now.

I’m still not working on my next novel, which seems more than weird. There’s this idea that’s still building for me, and it’s nice to have other work that’s kind of subsidizing the development of the idea. But I’m getting antsy. Also, most of my work over the last several months has had at least some socially interactive component, and I’m eager to be a selfish motherfucker again and god of my own world.

For the last few weeks I’ve been neck deep in a second TV project with a writing partner. This is another deal where the powers that by have yet to spill the beans, so I can’t share details as yet. About all I can say is that it’s my partner’s idea, it’s a cop show, and we’ll know soon if the pilot will be made.

I finished all the scripts for my 12 issue run on one of Marvel’s cadillac titles, but (wait for it) they haven’t announced the details yet so…
I do know it should start running in fall of this year.

I’m not sure when the smoke is going to clear so that I can compose some actual thoughts about writing, but it is what it is what it is.
With SLEEPLESS coming out you can be pretty sure that I’ll at least be running news in that quarter.

Speaking of which, here’s the starred review that ran in KIRKUS a few weeks back (A few SPOILERS in here):

“Thirty million Americans are sleepless, and it’s killing them.
What began modestly and unobtrusively is now a pandemic—ten percent of the world’s population can’t sleep. Ever. Zombie-like, the sleepless roam nocturnal streets, desperate to fill endless hours, while their bodies—and minds—disintegrate. This disease is a death sentence, usually within a year. While there’s no known cure, symptoms can be alleviated, but only by an increasingly hard-to-get drug named Dreamer. Parker Haas, a young police officer, seems immune to the disease, but his wife Rose is dying of it. Months ago, she passed the stage where she could care for their child in the loving way she used to. Instead, she spends her diminishing time obsessively immersed in Chasm Tide, a complex doomsday video game. On the street one day, Park learns of a possible source for Dreamer, which has become central to a flourishing black market. Then he discovers a conspiracy to artificially control the Dreamer supply in order to protect an exorbitant profit margin. The world may in fact be coming to an end as so many around him insist, but Park keeps it simple. He has never seen any path but the one straight ahead, and the imperative remains what it always was. If there’s a conspiracy, his job is to investigate it. If a perpetrator, no matter how powerful, can be identified, his job is to jail the guy. A good cop does what a good cop has to do. For Park, the rest is abstraction.
A writer as skilled as Huston (The Mystic Arts of Erasing All Signs of Death, 2009, etc.) can make an apocalyptic story terrifyingly plausible. Readers prone to depression should approach with care.”

See you out there.

-c

Announced from the soul-sucking floor of San Diego Comic Con, I have written a seven issues “Deathlok” miniseries for Marvel. Lan Medina on pencils and percussion.

I wrapped my work on this one some time back, but Marvel has been stockpiling art and looking for a release slot. Now that Lan has illustrated over five full issues, the cat is officially out of the bag. I’m not certain when the title will publish, but I think November is likely.

It’s a dark SF adventure story with an underpinning of dark satire.

For the kids.

Not really.

For the kid inside all the misanthropes out there.

Originally conceived by Rich Buckler, Deathlok was brought to life when Buckler teamed up with Doug Moench. Launched in an “Astonishing Tales” saga from the early 70s, DL is one of those cult characters that always cycles back around in one form or another.

My take is essentially a reinterpretation of Buckler and Moench’s Deathlok origin story. I think. It veered so far from what I thought I was doing when I started that I don’t have much of a grip on where it ended up.

Here’s a hint:

I heard Val Kilmer interviewed once. He was talking about meeting Marlon Brando on the set of “The Island of Dr. Moreau.” He told a story about knocking on the door of Brando’s trailer, being told to come in, and opening the door to find Brando at his makeup table, wearing a caftan, an upside down fruit bowl on his head, applying white pancake base to his cheeks. Seeing the look on Kilmer’s face, Brando said, “Yes, we’re going aaall the way on this one.”

So if you want to know what this Deathlok story is like, well, it’s like Marlon Brando in “The Island of Dr. Moreau.”

Probably not the log line Marvel will be using.

Here an interview I did with Dave Roberts at CBR.

Demolishing,

-c

It’s a plot.

Trust me, I’ve been there, I know.

It’s not your money or even your eyeball they’re after.

It’s your soul.

In the basement, a machine, a vast suction cup fastened to the underside of the concrete slab floor. A bellows, pumping, drawing ectoplasm through the ether.

Souls.

Racks of storage units for the souls.

If you could get everyone to stand still for a moment, hold their breath, shut off the industrial AC units, you’d hear it then.

Sound like the water funnel at the tub drain when the last scummy inch runs out. Atonal harmony of insubstantial screams as thousands of souls are untethered from their mortal homes, pulled into the machine, and injected into their new storehouses.

Fully articulated, but inanimate.

Mint. In. Box.

Captain Kirk. Betty Boop. The Lizard. Happy Jesus. Master Shake. G.I. Joe. Bat Man. Spider Man. Howard the Duck. Wonder Woman. She Hulk. Tigra. Andre the Giant. King Kong. Gojiro. Edgar Allen Poe. The Goon. Little Nemo. Felix the Cat.

Dead eyed behind cellophane windows, until the stolen soul is injected. Then those eyes light up, then the master plan is communicated, then the boom is ready to be lowered.

Homunculi. Dwarfish and gnarled. Children in costumes? No. They shift the newly animated figures from the bowels of the halls and convey them to the killing floor.

Trade floor they call it. Vendor halls. Show.

Bargain prices. One shots. You’ll never have this chance again. The kids will love them.

You have to buy.

What’s today? The 23rd. Yeah. OK. There’s still time to get the word out. Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. What’s Monday? The 27th. Yeah, that’s it. Zero Hour, the 27th of July. Everyone back at home with their booty. Their “toys.”

Animated by the souls of the desperate and addicted, the fevered and maligned.

We won’t have a chance.

They’ve been building to this for years, decades. Expanding, drawing in more and more people, waiting for the year when capacity cannot be expanded. When the sheer chaos of the place will distract the innocent as their souls are stolen.

Not till they’re home, safe, so they think, in bed, will they feel a lack. What is that itch? That missing something?

Where is my…?

And that’s when the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle figure you bought (Raphael) plunges his sai into your eyes.

There a reason they call it Comic CON, people.

That’s what it is.

A CON.

Spread the word. Get out before it’s too late.

Fight the power.

Broadcasting From a Hidden Location:

-c

Kyle Baker has posted some art he’s done for a short story I contributed to an upcoming Deadpool anthology that Marvel is putting out.

 I didn’t know Kyle was doing the art, but I’m pleased as hell.

The work is vastly different from what he laid down in his awesome “Nat Turner,” but equally cool.

Though one should not expect the same emotional impact in a Deadpool story.

 Find the pages HERE.�

A jesus fuckload, man, let me tell you. 

More sage and experienced comic book hands likely guffawed up their sleeves when I mentioned casually that I thought one of the pleasures of this years New York geekgasm would be economic apocalypse-inspired  lighter attendance. 

Color me brown, for asshole.

I only made the gig for Saturday, but by 11:45am when I popped the seal, it was wall to wall face paint, mouth breathing, cosplay, wildly inappropriate use of spandex, flashback inducing mayhem in there.

If there had been a proper bar, I would have been drinking it.

Seriously, there are events for which the hip flask was invented. Why I don’t have Comic Con programmed in as one of them, alongside late night showings of Conan the Barbarian and bus rides of longer than five minutes, is beyond me.

In greater seriousness, Comic Con is essentially a late night screening of Conan the Barbarian grafted to a cross country bus trip.

It’s gloriously comic, redolent of genuine emotion, has lots of chain mail, reminds you of your youth, is utterly exhausting and physically uncomfortable, provides thrills you’d all but forgot existed, and by the midpoint all you can smell are the urinals.

There were a lot of fucking people at this thing. And no matter how much I bad-vibed them, they would not get out of my fucking way as I tried to get a better look at the 357 points of articulation Captain Christopher Pike Menagerie doll I wanted to see.

OK, I can here it from the back rows, “Charlie, why the fuck were you even there?”

Point taken. I don’t have a Joe Pitt book out this month, nor do I have a comic book on the shelves. So I guess I was just kind of pimping myself in a generic manner.

But, for those of you who care, I do have more comic book work in the pipeline.

As previously mentioned, I’ve completed a miniseries for Marvel. Seven issues. Classic ’70s character. Out of continuity. No, I still can’t say who it is. Marvel is keeping the lid down until they feel the prime tease moment is upon them. Art is done for three and a half issues, so something should break soon.

I’m also signed up to do a year on a Marvel monthly. First, get it out of the way, I will not be returning to Moon Knight. Second, I cannot say what title I will be working on. Marvel super secret go hush hush, sweet Charlie or we break your little toes for starters. BUt I will risk going so far as to say it’s a major Marvel monthly. Thus properly hyping, and using the requisite alliteration. Can I say more? No, I’ve said too much as it is. Don’t ask me again, I might weaken. No, no, I mustn’t. You will have to be strong for both of us.

So yes, in closing, it seems a ticket to the con is not a luxury item. It is a necessity nigh on to food, shelter and clothing. And, in sooth, who am I to argue with that. In fact, in makes a kind of sense. You can fill more than a day at one of those things. Bring your own lunch and set a budget on for your compulsive buying reflex and it comes out to some pretty cheap entertainment. Visual stimulus galore, like minded folks, panels, films, and a chance to press flesh with icons of the field thrown in for the price of admission. I should have know it would be packed.

Sign of the times.

See ya next year,

-c

No, that’s not a picture of me telling people who showed up at the Writers on Writing panel what I thought of them. 

True, I was not at the panel as scheduled, but I was genuinely unwell.   

And no, it was not a Comic Con hangover.  

My unwellness was related to a sudden 5 am influx of douche bags down the hall at my hotel.  Loud douche bags.  Really fucking loud douche bags.  Douche bags who reduced me to four hours of sleep when I was already verging on total exhaustion.  

Enter dehydration, enter crippling waves of nausea.  

Exit Charlie from Comic Con. 

Oh, dear sweet Comic Con, you always treat me best. 

Hey, everybody who came and saw me and shook hands or dug the Vampires, Zombies and Werewolves panel, you all made my fucking day.   

I’ll have more to say about how wrong I was about attendance being off this year after I get some sleep. 

-c

Find the story behind the picture at Bookspot Central.

The plus side of planetary economic doom is that it may reduce attendance at this weekend’s New York Comic Con.  Not exactly the upbeat story of the week, but it may make this year’s event a little sweeter for the attendees.  I will be there.  I have girded my loins as befits a veteran of these campaigns.  I’ve mapped the nearest bars, toughened my visual cortex by doing Google image searches on fat barbarian, hairy princess, and manga furry porn.  I know someone will throw something at me that I’m not expecting.  I didn’t get into this business thinking I could get out unscarred, but I’m as ready as I will ever be.  Like Luke after Dagobah, like Macchio after Mr. Miyagi, like Kwai Chang after he snatched the pebble from Master Po’s hand, I am prepared.Do your worst NYCC, I can take it. Find me fighting the good fight these places: 

Saturday, February 7

New York Comic Con

Jacob K. Javits Center

655 West 34th Street

New York, NY

5pm-6pm Signing at Autograph Area table #6

Giving away copies of ALREADY DEAD

6:30-7:30 PM 

The Vampire, Werewolf, and Zombie Round Table

Room 1A21

 Moderator: Dr. Arnold T. Blumberg, Curator of Geppi’s Entertainment Museum, co-author Zombiemania Panelists: Charlie Huston, comic artist Ben Templesmith, and Andrew Hershberger, Registrar of Geppi’s Entertainment Museum, co-author Zombiemania, JC Vaughn, Michael Furno, and Caitlin Kittredge.

Sunday, February 8

12:15 PM - 1:15 PM

Writers on Writing: Books, Comics, TV, Movies, and Games panel

 Panelists: Charlie Huston, Thomas E. Sniegoski, Peter David, Michael Spradlin, Jeaniene Frost, Amber Benson

Room 1A14

Reader B.H. spotted and shared a guest appearance of THE SHOTGUN RULE in Garth Ennis‘ CROSSED.

Here’s the panel drawn by Jacen Burrows.

(I’m posting this without having asked permission.  So if Garth, Jacen or the folks at Avatar want it removed, just shoot me a line.)

Theoretical WPAs from the world of fringe science.

Isomer, Hafnium, and induced gamma emission, all from Wikipedia

Hafnium bomb, from GlobalSecurity

Gamma-ray laser, from hafniumisomer.org

Gamma-ray weapons critique from the Union of Concerned Scientists

How baby stars are made, as reproted by NewScientist.

“The neighborhood around a black hole seems like no place to raise a star. Violent gravitational forces can rip gas clouds apart, making it hard for stars to condense. But astronomers have spotted evidence of very young stars in a ring of gas close to the heart of the Milky Way, where a massive black hole is thought to reside.”

LINK

I find most efforts to critically examine pop culture more than a little tedious, by in the process of anatomizing the current batch of super hero movies and the future of the genre, the NY Times A.O. Scott provides an excellent breakdown for the most basic, and constricting, rules that govern action movie franchises in general:

“But to paraphrase something the Joker says to Batman, “The Dark Knight” has rules, and they are the conventions that no movie of this kind can escape. The climax must be a fight with the villain, during which the symbiosis of good guy and bad guy, implicit throughout, must be articulated. The end must point forward to a sequel, and an aura of moral consequence must be sustained even as the killings, explosions and chases multiply. The allegorical stakes in a superhero are raised — it’s not just good guys fighting bad guys, but Righteousness against Evil, Order against Chaos — precisely to authorize a more intense level of violence. Of course every movie genre is governed by conventions, and every decent genre movie explores the zones of freedom within those iron parameters.”

He also takes a moment to zero in on what I think is the greatest flaw of the current batman movie “The Dark Knight”:

“Instead the disappointment comes from the way the picture spells out lofty, serious themes and then … spells them out again. What kind of hero do we need? Where is the line between justice and vengeance? How much autonomy should we sacrifice in the name of security? Is the taking of innocent life ever justified? These are all fascinating, even urgent questions, but stating them, as nearly every character in “The Dark Knight” does, sooner of later, is not the same as exploring them.”

LINK

Newer and better ways to maim and kill, as repoted by NewScientist.

“A gun that fires variable speed bullets and which can be set to kill or to wound is being built by a US toy manufacturer. The weapon is based on technology used to control a toy rocket system.”

LINK

Moon Knight #20came out this week.   This issue marks the end of my direct involvement in the title.  Beginning with issue #14, I’ve been co-plotting with the current MK writer, Mike Benson.  Mike was generous enough to invite me to stay and work with him when I realized that I no longer had the time to write the book myself, but still had a desire to help tell MK stories.  Several months back it became apparent that I no longer had the time to continue tag-teaming with Mike and that I would have to bail out entirely.

A coda to Mike’s “God and Country” story arc, MK #20 is mostly a stand-alone flashback to a never-before-told ecounter with the Werewolf by Night during Moon Knight’s glory years.  It’s a Giant Size! issue, with the main story backed up by reprints of “Werewolf by Night” #32-33, the very first appearance of the original, and never improved upon, Doug Moench and Don PerlinMoon Knight.  This is a great issue for anyone unfamiliar with the character to jump in and get aquainted. 

Starting next month Mike will launch his “The Death of Marc Spector” arc, pitting Moon Knight against the Thunder Bolts.  This arc will wrap a larger story arc that I proposed to my Marvel editor, Axel Alonzo, over a beer a few years back.  He’d just told me about a Marvel event that was being brewed and asked how it might impact MK.  The event was “Civil War” and I pitched two possible outcomes for Spector.  A typical editor, Axel said he’d like to use both.  So I set about charting a course that would take Moon Knight through both sets of changes. 

The first impact point occured in Issue #13 when Marc Spector embraced Hero Registration.  The fallout of that embrace developed from issues #14-19.  The next arc will have Spector facing the full consequences of his actions, and bring him to the second end point I proposed to Axel.  But my influence is entirely vestigial.  This will be Mike’s story, told in his voice and style.  You can read Mike’s thoughts and plans for Moon Knight in an interview he did with Comicbookresources HERE.

The Montauk Project, assorted links, with thanks to Hugh Gallagher.

Wikipedia:

“The Montauk Project was alleged to be a series of secret United States government projects conducted at Camp Hero or Montauk Air Force Station on Montauk, Long Island for the purpose of developing powerful psychological warfare weaponry.”

LINK

Wikipedia:

 “Camp Hero(also known as Fort Hero or the Montauk Air Force Station) was a military base at Montauk Point on the eastern tip of Long Island, New York.”

LINK

disinformation:

“You’ve got to love a story that is stranger than any fiction but claims to be the God’s honest truth. What could be more fabulously outrageous than the idea that your tax dollars have subsidized the demented experiments of an evil cabal of Navy brass, CIA shrinks, fugitive Nazis and Reptoid ETs?”

LINK

Yes, those are voices in your head, as reported by NewScientist.

“A US company claims it is ready to build a microwave ray gun able to beam sounds directly into people’s heads.”

LINK

The disturbing and painful phenomenon of knowing that you have been targeted for harassment.

 And assortment of sites related to Targeted Individuals, Electro Magnetic Attack, Voice to Skull, etc:

freedomfchs.com

“Millions of people across this country and the globe are being targeted for harassment in various forms by a growing number of harassment groups. Citizens are being watched, followed, monitored and tortured; their private lives invaded, ruined, and many kept in virtual isolation from friends and family.”

rhfweb.com

“I, Thomas Daniel Clark, am writing this statement to request that congress and other agencies in the US and USA government check into and end all public, secret, super secret, shadow governmental programs, and agreements made by outsourcing, to use surveillance, mind control, directed energy weapons, chemical and nuclear technologies, weather control technologies, or any other type of technology and program which violates the constitutional rights and/or harms the health, happiness and privacy rights of any US and USA citizen, which includes myself, family and associates.”

stopcovertwar.com

“Tired of isolation?  Looking to communicate with other Targeted Individuals?There are Millions of Victims out there.  The trick is to find them!”

 us-government-torture.com

“Once charged the implants can output low frequencies that will transverse the interior of the body. The implants can also emit higher frequency which will migrate to the body’s surface and cause heating of the skin; this effect is often misunderstood and thought to be from the directed energy itself instead of from an internal source.”

We may all be aliens, as reported by NewScientist. 

“Some fundamental building blocks of our genetic code might have come from outer space, according to a controversial new meteorite study.”

LINK

Yes, I do still write comic books.

Just not that often these days.

But it’s a bumper crop week and two titles I am involved with are coming out tomorrow, Wednesday, June 11 2008.

X-Force Special #1: “Ain’t No Dog”is a double-size one-shot featuring a Wolverine story written by myself and illustrated by Jefte Palo, and a Warpath story written by Jason Aaron and illustrated by Werther Dell’edera.

I’ve not read Jason and Werther’s story yet, but I am very pleased with the Wolverine story.  It’s the most streamlined bit of comics writing I’ve yet done, what I’d consider my most successful script in the medium.  I am also inordinately proud to be one of the first writers to work with Jefte.  I wrote this story primarily as a platform for his art, and I think the payoff is tremendous.

Moon Knight #19 is the final issue of the “God and Country” storyline I co-plotted with current Moon Knight writer Mike Benson.  This issue also just about marks the end of my hands-on involvement with the title.  Issue #20 is a one-shot special that Mike and I worked on together, a flashback story, an untold tale involving Jack Russel, Werewolf by Night.  Through that issue Mike and I had been working closely together on plots, with me taking a pass at Mike’s first draft scripts before he did the heavy lifting and put it all together.  Beginning with MK #21 Mike will be flying solo.  The arc that begins in that issue will bring about the culmination of a longer arc that I suggested to Marvel Executive Editor Axel Alonso some years back, but it has been reshaped and filled put by Mr. Benson.  It’s very much his story and storytelling.  It is also a great place to jump into the title if you’ve been looking for an opportunity. 

As it happens, Comicbookresources.com is running some preview art from Moon Knight #21 today.

As for me, I’m not done.  I have several finished scripts for an unannounced Marvel mini-series.  The art for issue #1 is almost done, and I expect Marvel will spill the beans about the project in the next few months.  It’s another great character from the seventies, but one well-outside regular continuity.

I’ve also got a deal to do a one-shot about one of the great Marvel villains.  Nothing written as yet, just waiting for a break to get it done.  It will be one of those untold stories about…

 And Axel and I are in the veeery early stages of putting together a long-run mini for the Marvel Knights imprint.  This is something I just pitched to him that needs to go further up the foodchain.  If it works out, it will be another out-of-continuity story, but one that plays with all the toys of the Marvel U.  Cosmic, superhero, supernatural, the whole House of Ideas will be in play.

Stay tuned.

The stuff of nightmare-inducing horror stories, sent in by Katie B.

Defined on Wikipedia.

“Fetus in fetu (or fœtus in fœtu) is a developmental abnormality in which a fetus gets enveloped inside its twin and an entire living organ system with torso and limbs can develop inside the host.^[1] The abnormality occurs in 1 in 500,000 live births.”

LINK

Reported by ABC News.

“”He just put his hand inside and he said there are a lot of bones inside,” she said. “First, one limb came out, then another limb came out. Then some part of genitalia, then some part of hair, some limbs, jaws, limbs, hair.”"

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