HP Lovecraft’s Monster Mash

Thom Dunn
7 min readOct 16, 2020
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Darkness fell upon the small New England where I had been attending university. Under cover of the night, I travelled surreptitiously from the boarding house to the basement of the local mortuary, where I had established a makeshift medical practice of sorts.

My clientele were not of the typical warm-bodied ilk, but rather, the independent parts and limbs of human cadavers. Once thought to be deceased, I believed…

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Thom Dunn

Writer of fiction, article, songs, and more. Enjoys quantum physics, Oxford Commas, & romantic clichés, esp. when they involve whiskey. HATES Journey.