When you absolutely, positively have to find that copy of The Necromonicon that you’ve been looking for, the Boston Globe might have some tips for you. Apparently, there’s quite a few of the nation’s finer libraries have books that are bound in human skin. I thought of such things as cheap pulp devices, but apparently the Cleveland Library keeps a Q’ran bound in what may be the skin of the Arab chieftan who previously owned it; the Boston Athenaeum has a copy of the memoirs of a famous highwayman named George Walton, bound in his own skin; and Brown University keeps two editions of The Dance of Death, a medieval morality tale, bound in human skin. One of them was actually rebound.