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Maryanne Wilson's death was definitely an accident. Her husband Bob had absolutely no intention of killing her. But it was almost certain that a court of law would see things differently, particularly after Bob had sex with Maryanne's corpse . . . and that was why Bob Wilson decided not to call in the police, but to seek an alternative solution to the problem he'd gotten himself into . . . . . . A solution which unfortunately only made matters a whole lot worse for him. But, to backtrack a little to the genesis of this momentous disaster . . . Everything began because Bob Wilson was working too hard and as a result was neglecting his loving wife, Maryanne. And so, Maryanne asked their upstairs neighbor Jennifer for help. Jennifer Haskins apparently knew a little magic, and so she cast a spell on Bob, one that would help Maryanne get laid on a more regular basis, like every night if she so desired. What could possibly go wrong with a simple arrangement like that? Everything you can't possibly imagine . . .

After Tiff Hooper recognizes Josh Penham, the man who abducted her and kept her in his basement and abused her, she brings her three friends to Raynham for a night of well-deserved revenge on him.Only things don't go according to plan.It is never a good idea to leave a corpse in Raynham's Pleasant Street Cemetery. You run the very real risk of awakening what lies underground there. And that thing - Brainchew - is more horrible and more evil than anything the average mind conceives of even in its worst nightmares.Brainchew is back! And this time the monster is extra-hungry. But there are plenty of delicious human brains about tonight, and Brainchew intends to eat them all before dawn.

It was supposed to be a simple jewel heist, but it went badly wrong. Chuck got shot and died.Lance hid his friend's corpse in the Pleasant Street Cemetery. But that was a big mistake-there was something undead, something extremely hungry . . . something eXXXtremely horrible, buried in the Pleasant Street Cemetery.And Lance had just woken it up.They called the monster Brainchew because it ate brains. Human brains. And it preferred those brains fresh from the heads . . . of the living.And now it was awake again, Brainchew planned on feeding big-time tonight. Oh hell yes, it did.