Mister B. Gone, by Clive Barker

An okay book, as Clive Barker books go. From the point of view of a demon trapped in the book in the 15th century. This one reminded me a little of C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters, but, you know, without any of the redeeming value.

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