We all remember the terrors of our childhood. The monsters in our wardrobe waited, all teeth and hair, bloody claws and aching jaws. We knew it would only take one move to set them upon us... And yet somehow, those monsters simply faded away in time. In Clara Mandrake's Monster , however, the beast in the wardrobe is all too real, and the darkness of childhood fear is all-encompassing, all-consuming, and always waiting to rain down suffering of an...