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Things get colder and darker and louder for Cass Neary as she flees New York for Helsinki to consult on what turn out to be some beautiful but horrifying pictures. Her next stop is Iceland in search of a very old flame, but it turns out she's left some bodies in her wake and maybe it's the drugs and the booze feeding her paranoia, but she thinks the killer might be coming for her next. Steeped in the angry raw noise of death metal rock and the remnants of a resurgent Nordic religion and some frankly psychotic behaviour that seems even beyond the scope of damage connoisseur Cass Neary to properly process or cope with and in the end it's just about all she can do to survive and get the hell out.
Cass abides out on the far edge of the remnants of a long-lost scene, wasted and wasting, and this feels like her European tour of even more frightening and forgotten jagged edges. Hand has an eye and an ear for the relics of deranged sub-cultures and twists their ancient sins into riveting modern thrillers.
Cass abides out on the far edge of the remnants of a long-lost scene, wasted and wasting, and this feels like her European tour of even more frightening and forgotten jagged edges. Hand has an eye and an ear for the relics of deranged sub-cultures and twists their ancient sins into riveting modern thrillers.