Joe Hill''s award-winning story collection, originally published as 20 th Century Ghosts , featuring "The Black Phone," the basis for the major motion pictures from Universal Pictures and Blumhouse Productions: The Black Phone and The Black Phone 2 . Jack Finney is thirteen, alone, and in desperate trouble. For two years now, someone has been stalking the boys of Galesberg, stealing them away, never to be seen again. And now, Finney finds himself in danger of joining them: locked in a psychopath''s basement, a place stained with the blood of half a dozen murdered children. With him in his subterranean cell is an antique phone, long since disconnected . . . but it rings at night anyway, with calls from the killer''s previous victims. And they are dead set on making sure that what happened to them doesn''t happen to Finney. "The Black Phone" is one of fifteen stories in Joe Hill''s first story collection, originally published as 20th Century Ghosts --the inventive and chilling compendium that established this award-winning, critically acclaimed, and bestselling author as "a major player in 21st-century fantastic fiction" ( Washington Post ).

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Joe Hill is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of novels (King Sorrow, The Fireman, NOS4A2, Horns, Heart-Shaped Box), fiction collections (Strange Weather, Full Throttle, 20**th Century Ghosts), and a comic-book series (Locke & Key). Much of his work has been adapted for film and TV.

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Joe Hill’s award-winning story collection, originally published as 20th Century Ghosts, featuring “The Black Phone,” the basis for two major motion pictures (The Black Phone and Black Phone 2) from Universal Pictures and Blumhouse Productions.

John is locked in a basement stained with the blood of half a dozen murdered children, and an antique telephone, long since disconnected, which rings at night with calls from the dead.

Imogene is young, beautiful . . . and dead, waiting in the Rosebud Theater one afternoon in 1945.

Francis was human once, but now he’s an eight-foot-tall locust, and everyone in Calliphora will tremble when they hear him sing.

Nolan knows but can never tell what really happened in the summer of ’77, when his younger brother built a vast cardboard fort with secret doors leading into other worlds.

The past isn't dead. It isn't even past. . . .** ****

"[An] inventive collection . . . brave and astute."

— New York Times Book Review