32 Black Mass II Sultry Red Room

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AUTHOR
It should be obvious why I am using a pen name. Stanley Kubrick was murdered because of what he revealed in Eyes Wide Shut, and GUESS HIS NAME exposes far more.

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PLOT
Plummet into the abyss with GUESS HIS NAME. Seeking vengeance in 2019 for the faked suicide of his celebrity son Christopher, cybersecurity expert John Ellis uncovers a sinister tapestry of predictive programming in entertainment and news ominously preparing the populace to accept the tyranny of the planned Covid-19 pandemic. The dark pilgrimage begins in Toronto where John punishes the corrupt custodians of modern morality who pushed the troubled Christopher down the shadowy path of fame. Escalating from extortion to murder in the glittering, yet grim, labyrinth of Los Angeles, the father learns of the ancient religion practiced by producers and stars. John’s wrath reaches its climax in New York, a city where opulent excess, treacherous blackmail, and the occult are fused. His final act of revenge is a massacre of old blood elites gathered for their vilest ritual—a black mass.
Brave readers who have dared to delve into the macabre pages of The Devil’s Mistress, The Exorcist, and Rosemary’s Baby; film aficionados who've glimpsed the esoteric in The Wicker Man and The Ninth Gate; and truth-seekers tuned into InfoWars . . . you might be ready for the terrifying descent which will leave you questioning our hallucinated reality.

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WHY IS IT FREE?
My agent would not touch this book—nor, I came to realize, would anyone else in mainstream publishing. All the scared rejections described the tome as a collection of conspiracy theories that appeal only to right-wing, white-supremacist, transphobes who . . . you know all the labels employed to try and intimidate us from asking questions. The truth is that the fantasy is too close to the truth. When I understood that fully, I knew I needed to go it on my own. Because GUESS HIS NAME needs to be read.
I could not care less about best-seller lists. Truly.
Publishing on a platform like Amazon would have required me to relinquish control. There’s no doubt in my mind that I would have woken up one day to find the novel erased. I only trust Rumble to host these samples and I can only distribute the novel directly through Proton's secure email service. Let me know whether you prefer .mobi, .epub or .pdf.

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