TO SLEEP... "It's getting awefully late. The sun will be rising soon. And you say you still aren't tied? How's that? You're...trying to stay awake? You're afraid to begin...dreaming? You're scared you'll run into...me?"
...PERCHANCE TO SCREAM... "But I'm alreading in the book you're holding! I'm here in all of my twisted glory, in seven grotesque tales by masters of the macabre, including Nancy A. Collins. Bentley Little, and Tom Elliott, Stories about my bone-chilling past, my devilish present--and the horrifying vile plans I have for the future.
AYE THERE'S THE RUB! "What's that? You thought I said--plans for your future? Well, now that you mention it...I can see you're getting drowsy now. I'll be waiting for you."