![]() ![]() Part of that story was told in Night Of The Crabs : the remainder is told in this book -GNS ![]() In the summer of 1976 the giant crabs first attacked mankind on the Welsh coast. ![]() the clicking of giant claws, the scraping of 'giant bodies across the rocks, screams of terror, screams of agony suddenly stilled, the crunch of bones, the sickening sucking and munching as they gorged on human flesh. In their hundreds, huge and evil, they crawled, lumbered up the beach, feeling their way towards their prey. Tensed, shuddering and eager in their hunger, they lurched out of the water. The quiet night sounds: gentle waves lapping and hissing on the shingle, the warm on-shore breeze ruffling through the grassy dunes, lights, laughter and music from the unsuspecting holiday camp, the diesel thump, thump of a last, late fishing boat. Then, moon-driven, coldly mad in their need to destroy, to kill, to eat, they edged forward. An armoured underwater army, they lay off-shore, watching, waiting. ![]()
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