Darren Trott has a job, a feisty girlfriend, and a house with potential. Oh yes, he’s living the dream. Problem is, it isn’t the dream he applied for. Darren likes taking photos of plastic models in real world settings. He calls it vinyl urban art. His girlfriend, Amanda, calls it a frivolous pursuit. She wants him to give it all up and turn his garage studio into a nail bar. Trouble is, his ‘art’ won’t let him. Because every time Darren takes a picture, something very peculiar happens. Something genuinely out of this world. Psychopathic relatives, aboriginal demons, warrior queens, and a Brownie called George with red skin, claws and an attitude bigger than a banker’s wage, all want a piece of Darren. But they'll have to get past Amanda first because she's at the front of the queue. D C Farmer cordially invites you to join him in exploring the next white-knuckle case report from the Hipposync archives.
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