Two Heroin addicts in a Southside Chicago slaughterhouse, now a Heroin shooting gallery, are trembling with winter cold and late afternoon withdrawal, the older is telling the others about Heroin, and Heroin addicts and pushers, what else?
The room is incredibly filthy, covered with dirty old rags of cliothing, and torn shoes sticking out like gravestones. The addicts are lying on old burst open mattresses, thickly layered with every type of filth from the human body. The older addict is speakng.
"There was a cannibal pusher, he told me "I never heard screaming like that, since I was a kid, and the hogs ate grandma."
"There is nothing an addict won't do for Heroin, nothing. Wilma and her girl friends, they used to get ahold of these male addicts, and then..."
The actions builds up to a climax so horribly ghastly, that if lucky you will not be able to comprehend it.
There is also a continuation book, "HEROIN HORROR God's Own Medicine Two.."
These two books fully demonstrate Phillip Duke's mastery of the horror addiction genre. If reading about the depraved and horrible acts of Heroin addicts and pushers may bother you, please do not read this book. Thank you.,
