The closer they got to Miller’s Farm, the more Gary regretted accepting Leonard’s invitation to come to a drug-fueled party being held there. Gary didn’t even consider how strange it was to hold a party out here in the boonies at a dilapidated old farm house.
But unbeknownst to Gary, waiting inside are members of an ancient cult with plans to use him in a bizarre sex ritual to bring about a creature from another dimension.
Like my previous short story, The Hit, Miller’ Farm was also really fun to write. It was one of those stories which just flowed naturally. I always envisioned it as a dark comedy by way of Lovecraft and Lucio Fulci. I think it’s a funny story with some disturbing visuals and sense of hopelessness thrown in there. There’s nothing wrong with having a laugh while reading a scene about a poor guy getting “stuck” inside a demon’s surrogate mother, right?