Beyond the Abyss

De: B. Luciano Barsuglia

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Beyond the Abyss presents a reimagined mythos where resurrection is only the start, madness has form, and the dead are no longer the most dangerous things in the dark.

Dr. Herbert West never intended to start a war with the dead. When he is forced off campus for the disappearance of six cadavers and forbidden to continue his Reagent experiments, West refuses to let his life’s work die. A secret deal with an unlikely ally spirals into murder, resurrection, and the horrific rebirth of a severed head that refuses to stay silent.

While West manipulates, deceives, and kills to perfect the science of reanimation, former partner Edene Wells is dragged back into his orbit, torn between helping him and stopping him before his genius becomes catastrophe. But West’s private project is bigger than any chemical compound.

Hidden in his lab is the Nerathic Necronomicon, written in an ancient language no one should translate. As allies, enemies, and opportunists collide, Herbert’s experiments twist into something far more dangerous. Old blood is spilled. New bodies rise. And when West and his mentor Dr. Allen Halsley open a forbidden passage from the Necronomicon, the boundaries between science and sorcery rupture.

How to make Lovecraft Boring.

I thought I was under an evil spell when I realized I was nearly two thirds through the book and nothing had happened yet. Nothing exciting or scary had happened. It’s weird, all the makings for a strange Lovecraftian tale are present. Heros and villains, dead bodies, gruesome operations, black magic mixed with science… The author seems to be able to write. The part that’s missing is the author’s ability to write suspense, a thrilling plot, believable characters, ingenious plot twists, frightening monsters and wrap it all up with an explosive finale. Unfortunately this story has none of that. Of course, the pathetic A I narrator’s voice reading everything at the same uninspiring medium/low tone doesn’t help. All the pieces are on the table but they couldn’t be put into weird tale worthy of the name: H. P. Lovecraft.