Ex-con Jimmy Myer is transporting the dead body of a renowned psychic when his hearse veers into an encounter with the Molossus, a mythical beast that bestows unimaginable wealth to its new host at the cost of the old host’s violent death. The dog’s current host, the psychopathic billionaire Old Man Moyer, is desperate to dodge this deadly deal. What results is a strange world of enigmatic mediums, relentless detectives, and spectral spectators. As the story hurtles towards its chilling conclusion, the narrative compels readers to ask: What worldly fortune could warrant the promise of a violent death?
Ex-con Jimmy Myer is transporting the dead body of a renowned psychic when his hearse veers into an encounter with the Molossus, a mythical beast that bestows unimaginable wealth to its new host at the cost of the old host’s violent death. The dog’s current host, the psychopathic billionaire Old Man Moyer, is desperate to dodge this deadly deal. What results is a strange world of enigmatic mediums, relentless detectives, and spectral spectators. As the story hurtles towards its chilling conclusion, the narrative compels readers to ask: What worldly fortune could warrant the promise of a violent death?
A low muffl ed scream came from inside the morgue. Next came a rattle at the door, then it swung open. Out burst a terrifi ed man rushing headlong across the fl oor to the opposite wall. Panting heavily, he quickly turned around and leaned against it. Th e morgue’s door swung back before him and closed loudly, separating him from what he saw inside. He was not safe here. Nervously, he slapped the concrete behind him. “Oh God, it’s coming, coming right through these walls!” He abruptly lurched away from the wall as if it had suddenly been superheated, then continued down the hall. Sliding around the corner, he whimpered with panic, struggling to fi nd traction. Upon regaining his balance, he hustled up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Reaching the landing in the stairwell, he paused momentarily and looked behind him. Seeing nothing followed, he continued up the steps faster than before until he reached the top of the stairs. He pushed the upper door open and dashed out, running for his life. He had come here to collect a body for delivery but never expected anything like this. He barely heard the metal door slam behind him. 2 THE MOLOSSUS OF OLD MAN MOYER Echoes reverberated through the stairwell, down the steps, along the corridor of two-tone battleship-gray walls, and back to the blackand-white tiled fl oor outside the morgue’s entrance. After the echoes faded, stillness settled upon that place. Unexpectedly one of the lights fl ickered, then another. Seemingly on its own, the latch clicked open again, and the morgue’s heavy door swung outward. After another bright fl ash, a man, naked and pale, appeared alone in the hallway. Between alternating strobes of shadow and light, the man stood motionless. Slowly, he began to turn in the direction the frightened man had fl ed. Th e pale man spoke, “Th at was not the one I have been waiting for.” Th e fl uorescent light snapped again in a steady strobe of the bulb. Now, the pale man was gone, disappeared in the resulting brightness. By now, the fi rst body transport was long gone. A new one would have to be identifi ed. Someone who could fi nish the job. Somebody willing to go back down into the morgue, back into the darkness with the pale man. Down the brightly lit hallway, the morgue door forcefully slammed shut
The Molossus of Old Man Moyer: An Original Horror Novel follows Jimmy a rehabilitated convict as he does his best to make a living with the mediocre opinions available to the redeemed of society. In this case, he's forced to take a job as a body transporter. Though Jimmy's desire to keep his head down and live as normal a life as possible is quickly put on hold when he hits a large black dog with his hearse. Jimmy, trying to be a good fellow, takes the late dog back to its owner only to be pulled into a whirlwind horror of torture, curses, and general madness. It turns out that Old Man Moyer has been up to some dark nonsense for a very, very long time.
The Molossus of Old Man Moyer: An Original Horror Novel is certainly a horror novel. What does that mean? First and foremost it means you need to know that this book contains one scene of gentile distress in a male character. I will not go into details but it is towards the end of the book. Do not worry this is not some shady torture thrill book, you will have to look somewhere else if you want that, but the warning needs to be placed. So what does The Molossus of Old Man Moyer have going for it that you can't find in every other horror novel? Well as with all of Joe Lyon's work, it is the characters.
Joe Lyon has given us another story with a collection of characters that fit fantastically in our modern world, with fantastical horror elements. From Jimmy Myer trying to cope with his demons to a well-meaning detective in a long and no long happy marriage, to elderly psychics who are just trying to do their best to help the people who can no longer help themselves. Whether you are already an aficionado of horror stories or are looking for a book to break into a new reading hobby, I strongly suggest you pick up The Molossus of Old Man Moyer: An Original Horror Novel