Dead End Jobs: The Dead Take the A Train
Julie Crews takes the nasty jobs.
If something eldritch is trying to lay eggs under your skin to prepare the way for the end of the world, she’ll flay you open, jam her arms up to the elbows into your chest cavity, carve the fucker out, sew you up and send you on your way, only mildly traumatized.
Whatever it takes to get by in New York City, after all. That and support her cocaine habit.
The Dead Take the A Train is not for the faint of heart. It’s gory and gruesome in new and inventive ways that I found invigorating as long as I wasn’t eating at the time.