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Marion Song stared apprehensively at the telephone that sat on a low table across the room. She had never seen anything like it before. It was an old, dial-up Bakelite model coloured in a peculiar shade of green.She studied the rest of her surroundings, taking in the heavy black drapes, deep red carpet and the six candles arranged beyond the telephone in a loose semi-circle. The air was cold, and she felt goosebumps break out across her bare arms.Someone cleared their throat loudly, and Marion felt the spell break. The shopkeeper stood next ...
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I woke in a cramped space that was filled with an insistent screeching. Blinking open heavy eyelids, I found myself staring up at the grimy ceiling of a transport craft. A flashing yellow light filled the entire cabin. My body felt like a lead weight. I shifted, knocking over a pile of empty booze bottles. That explained the heaviness, I supposed.The door to the transport slid open, and I found myself staring into the pinched face of my hunting partner, Vonn.“Rise and shine, Ward,” he sang with a big shit-eating grin. God, I hated his face. ...
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