
Mr. Murk's Puppets
A Terrifying Supernatural Horror Novel of Possessed Children, Sleepwalking Murders, and a Town That Won’t Wake Up
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Logan Carter

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WARNING: The children of Oakhaven are not dreaming. They are rehearsing.
Jack Tierney is a ghost haunting his own life, shattered by his wife’s murder two years prior. He seeks refuge in the suffocating silence of decaying Oakhaven. But the silence is about to scream.
It starts with Alex, a neighborhood boy plagued by nightmares of "Mr. Murk," a whispering entity that tells terrible secrets. Then the bodies start falling—staged accidents, broken dolls left behind. Jack, a former detective, sees the pattern the police refuse to acknowledge. He sees the symbol—an eye stitched shut—linking the horrors.
He sees the children changing. Humming a broken, discordant lullaby. Their eyes empty. Their hands scratching symbols into dirt, mutilating dolls, leaving bloody prints where they shouldn’t be. Mr. Murk isn't just invading dreams; he's recruiting puppets for a terrifying performance.
As Jack investigates, he becomes the town pariah, hunted by unseen forces and hostile neighbors. The entity knows he’s watching. It sees him, waking or sleeping. It whispers threats through static and leaves chilling marks on his own doorstep. Cornered and alone, Jack must confront the ancient evil pulling the strings before it forces him to lead the final, horrifying dance.
Prepare for relentless dread and escalating terror. Mr. Murk's Puppets is a descent into small-town horror where innocence is corrupted and nightmares walk in the daylight. Grab your copy now... before the strings find you.