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After the tremor subsided, the valet darted off to collect Misty’s car. As Tori glanced around, she was puzzled. The demon populace was reacting to the earthquake with unbridled euphoria. Lips pulled back over fangs in hideous smiles, and mocking laughter echoed in her ears. Their malicious exultation frightened her far more than the temblor had. Although Tori pretended nonchalance, Misty must have noticed a change of expression.
“Are you all right?”
“Just a sudden headache. Nothing to worry about.”
“These frequent quakes are extremely unsettling, aren’t they?”
“A little.”
A blob of purple ectoplasm began to ooze up from the storm drain a few feet away. Tori became increasingly anxious for the valet to bring the car around before the sinister mass took its final form. She cursed the fact she hadn’t slipped the silver dagger into her purse. Of course, killing one demon when I’m surrounded by…
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Published on July 28, 2014 05:53