Friday, July 1, 2022

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The Cursed Clones

I’ve been following Adam Hulse’s Tales of Tupuqa from the beginning, as I was drawn to his premise of what might happen if a nest of unholy, predatory creatures was ever discovered by those unwise enough to think they can control them . . . or worse still, by those who are foolish enough to think it’s okay to conduct scientific experiments on them, with the aim of making them more efficient killers?

Ouch!

Enjoy a taste of what’s to come:

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Major Glover’s cloning farm is in full swing. The creatures are deadly, but the military only sees an asset. What the major and his team don’t realise is that the only thing capable of controlling such beasts are the voices of pure evil that call to them from the underworld.

The survivors of the caves of Tupuqa have been in hiding, haunted by nightmares from beyond, and hunted by Major Glover’s men.

It’s time to make a stand and bring the whole thing down.

Evil watches on, intrigued…

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A recipe for disaster in the making eh?

You see, Major Glover is something of an egocentric despot. A man too used to getting his own way and thinking he won’t ever have to face the consequences. The thing is, his experiments really have taken things too far, as not only are the test subjects in his care being enhanced beyond the limit of their own already considerable lethality, but, their intelligence quotient also seems to be ramping up too. A development nobody anticipated.

No spoilers here, but as you can imagine, absolute mayhem ensues. (Of the vast amount of blood n’ guts variety). And those poor unfortunates like Swift, Foss, Hetherington, Ifetayou and Nadir who survived their initial encounters with these creatures are thrown back into the pit, where it’s a no-holds-barred, fight to the death.

As before, you can expect a high octane, fast and ferociously furious pace, in which heads – and numerous other parts of the human anatomy – fall, while the body count rises. But will it be enough to see an end to these creatures and the curse they seem to inflict on everyone around them?

As the saying goes: It’s not over till the fat lady sings. . .

And while the tenor of this story does end on a high note, you can be sure our intrepid heroes won’t be feeling all that melodic any time soon.

Primal entertainment at its best!






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