![]() Sometimes he had to half-lift the bicycle onto his left shoulder to get around crates of chickens, bales of batik and baskets of snake-skinned salak fruit. Occasionally people would move out of the way for him, but more often he was forced to hop down from the saddle that was far too high for him and manhandle the bicycle through the crowds like a young cowboy trying to wrestle an obstinate steer. Whenever Michael found himself obstructed by early evening diners clustered around the warong stands with their white china bowls of fried noodles, he furiously jangled his bell. ![]() It was the monsoon season, hot and cloudy, and there were no stars. He steered his antiquated Rudge between the shuffling crowds of tourists and shoppers, between the jumbled arrangement of stalls lit with hundreds and hundreds of glass-funnelled gaslights. ![]() It was just after eight o’clock in the evening when Michael came cycling through the night market. Quite a journey - both physically and spiritually. But by visiting the realm of the dead he doesn't just risk his own life - but the souls of his loved ones too.īy turns eerie and horrific, Death Trance is also one of Masterton's most moving novels as the reader is shown the lengths to which a bereaved person will go to contact his deceased family. ![]() Desperate to contact his dead family he contacts an Indonesian priest who introduces him to the death trance. A man's family is hideously butchered in order to teach him a business lesson he will never forget. ![]()
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