How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
V. Moodywoke up with scratches on my faceyour gaze hits the side of my facetrouble when you walked ina weird encounter with a stranger
“Oh sweetie, does she make unreasonable demands and refuse your reasonable charms? I could be your woman, if you’d like. I wouldn’t refuse to do anything.”
“You’re female?” I had assumed the voice was male, but it could have been a huskier version of Lauren Bacall. Or Linda Blair.
“Does it matter? It all feels the same in the dark. Come creep with me at the Palace of Laughter.”
“You know, I have this strange feeling there’s a big sign on the front of the palace spelling out its name, but there’s a gap where a letter’s fallen off in front of ‘Laughter’.”
There was a pause, followed by a long peal of giggling.