Giant Killer Bats of Alamogordo

Jack Morse

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It Reads Like a Lost B-Movie From a Drive-In That’s Definitely Haunted.

Over-the-top? Absolutely.
Melodramatic? Please.
Fun as hell with a lingering aftertaste of radiation and irony?
You bet your bourbon.

Nuclear testing gone horribly wrong.
The New Mexico Desert, 1957.

Ray Riggs and his new bride Sally are on a honeymoon road trip across the American Southwest when a busted car strands them in the dusty little town of Alamogordo, New Mexico. It seems quiet. Too quiet.

Then a giant hunk of mystery meat falls from the sky.

Ray’s curiosity gets the better of him. Sally just wants to get back on the road. But when Ray calls the sheriff, he stumbles into something far stranger—and far more dangerous—than he bargained for.

Meanwhile, government agent Nestor Henshaw is scrambling to keep things quiet. Because if anyone finds out what really happened out there in the desert, his career with the Atomic Energy Commission will crash and burn like... well, like a flying, irradiated experiment gone wrong.

Giant Killer Bats of Alamogordo is a love letter to the creature features and atomic-age horrors of the 1950s.
Perfect for fans of pulp sci-fi, snarky dialogue, and monster mayhem that doesn't take itself too seriously.

Grab your Geiger counter. And whatever you do, don’t look up.

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