By Robert Aickman
Cold Hand in Mine stands as one among Aickman's most sensible collections and includes 8 tales that blow their own horns his powers as a 'strange tale' author to the whole, being extra ambiguous than general ghost tales. in the course of the tales the reader is brought to quite a few characters, from a guy who spends the evening in a Hospice to a German aristocrat and a girl who sees an picture of her personal soul. there's additionally a nod to the normal vampire tale ('Pages from a tender Girl's Journal') yet the entire tales stay unconventional and inconclusive, which maybe makes all of them the extra startling and intriguing.
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