My Work Is Not Yet Done
This was one of the best horror stories I have ever read. Bleak to a extreme. Don't expect anything good. You've been warned.Our main character is Frank Dominio a loner employer in a mega corporation. He think that everyone is trying to screw his life and that doesn't help the obsessive–compulsive disorder he suffers from. He loaths and thinks that everyone is a swine. Mainly the seven people who work with him whom he dubs them the 7 dwarves give him silence when he proposes something at a meeting. From this moment on Dominio changes and start seeing a conspiracy theory against him and after some events he is eventually fired. From this moment on he plots a revenge against the seven dwarves and then leave the world in the same train. But somethnig happens and Dominio starts to think he must kill them independently and each in a different way. From this moment on the story begins with vivid descriptions of each kill and the cops who are trying to find him. Supernatural events unfold. In my humble opinion the ending was a bit of a let down compared with the rest of the tale. But even with it it's a wonderfull written prose story. Bone-chilling and it makes you wonder. Well at me it made because I work at such a impersonal mega company.
Dominio view of the Companies that rule the world: (remind me of those chain stores)
The company that employed me strived only to serve up the cheapest fare that its customers would tolerate, churn it out as fast as possible and charge as much as they could get away with. If it were possible…the company would sell what all businesses of its kind dream of selling—Nothing. And for this product they would command the ultimate price—Everything.
What a skillful writer. He should have the same kind of audiance as King, Straub or Koontz. Keep up the good work.
PS: There also two short stories in these tale. (Not related to the main one)
