christopher hann
horror writer
hails from new zealand
Books
Remote island. Haunted hotel. Forty staff at attendance. One guest per night.
This is the Drowned Baby Inn, a premiere horror theme park reserved for the wealthiest of patrons. By day the guests are pampered with luxuries – five star meals, spa, sauna – all one could ask of an upscale resort. By night they are free to explore this labyrinth: rooms littered with murdered mannequins; hallways echoing with unseen footsteps; every wall and every corner exuding a malice from a time long gone and past. The guests scream and laugh at the attractions on display, oblivious to the horror that resides beneath.
The guests will enjoy their time here. The staff, will not.
So check in. Make yourself at home.
The guests are free to leave. But the Concierge is here to stay.
@ Lycan Valley Press Publications
Stories
Silk & Sinew: A Collection of Folk Horror from the Asian Diaspora
Under Blades we Lie Still
@ Bad Hand Books
Beyond the Bounds of Infinity:
A Dampened Embrace
An Anthology of Diverse Horror
@Raw Dog Screaming Press
all caffeine and no whiskey makes christopher a dull boy
but at least he’s keeping productive