This 1979 novel is a classic of the "alligators in the sewers" genre. Sample dialog:"I guess there are some down there."
"Alligators? In the sewers?"
"In the old pipe sections," she said. "Not in the plant. Down under."
"Alligators?" I repeated, like a halfwit. "In the pipes?"
"I guess people flush them down the toilet," she said.
Naturally the intrepid investigative team of five college students who call themselves Five Star can't resist seeing for themselves, and who can blame them? Do they find gators? Oh, yeah. But they find other things, too, things that are much, much worse. Do all five emerge from the underground? Of course not. And that's all I'm going to tell you. If you want more, you'll just have to find your own copy of Death Tour. I have three or four copies, myself.
8 comments:
That's quite a premise! Thanks for the review.
I hates them human-skull caimans.
So, who do we think David J. Michael is?
I don't know of any other books by him, but one is mentioned on the cover. Could be a pen name, though.
I found a copy of this in a used book store when I was in junior high and must have read it cover to cover three times. For a good long while, I thought it was the greatest book ever written.
And you were right!
Terrific book -what is the best way to contact the author?
George Ferencz
I have no idea. I've never seen another book by him.
Three or four copies?! Sounds like you're just hoggin 'em all. ;-)
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