‘Don’t read this the wrong way, but if you’ve ever tasted Nightfish, you’d know just why I did it.’
There’s a new culinary delight taking the world by storm, an expensive delight that rocks the tastebuds, the Nightfish. Whilst holidaying in Thailand an aspiring young chef happens upon said fish. Upon enquiring about the mysterious fish he hits dead end after dead end, no-one knows nor cares about where or what this fish is. And so he eventually finds himself in Gunwhale, the only known exporter of Nightfish. Needless to say, he gets more than he bargained for, a lot more.
The Day of the Nightfish is another anxiety-inducing thrill ride from the creative juices of D.T. Neal and good god do they flow.
I’ve mentioned before about deep water not being my thing, I don’t think deep water at night does a lot for me either. With a name like the Nightfish you can guess its habitat and at what time of the day it generally bimbles about. There’s something about human nature that makes us seek out the thing that gives us the willies.
The novella is very much in the same vein as Neals others; very fast-paced and not a single sentence wasted, getting as much substance as possible into such a small book. And for the price, they’re not to be sniffed at, very much a steal on kindle.
If horror shorts are your thing then this will be the catch of the day; there’s just enough to keep you busy for a couple of hours whilst equally making you afraid to leave the house for the rest of the day. I know it’s set at sea but it’s been raining a bit recently and I’d rather not risk it.