John Constantine's friend attempted a suicide and luckily failed. But now, more suicides--and in more bizarre fashions--are cropping up. Meanwhile, the evil behind the Fear Machine is exposed!
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These days we all need a hand to hold -- in the dead of night, when the rain dashes itself in the blind waves against the windows. When fear seeps, pooling in every vague depression -- diluting and dissolving us, diminishing us -- suspending us, drifting in a submarine world. When you're DROWNING, any hand will do.
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