SHRIEK AND ROCKY HORROR, ETC.

Ain't that a thrill? (That one's for you, Emma.)

More on the Portland event on the Shriek movie blog.

Jeff

Strange things sometimes flew between the two towers, and sometimes the sky there was not the same color. Sometimes, during the day, a night sky with unfamiliar stars hung like a draped cloth between those towers. Seeing something like that too many times altered you. He didn’t ever want it to become ordinary.