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Midnight.Midnight. The witching hour had struck, and the only light to be seen on Stonesthrow Avenue came in orange cones beneath the feeble yet eco-friendly streetlamps, making the lone, cloaked figure walking in the very middle of the street impossible to detect. It was especially cold, as if Mother Nature was taking a nap and had forgotten it was fully June. It was Wednesday, so luckily there would be no late-night traffic. Unless somebody on the street had a pregnant wife with an insatiable 1 AM craving for pickles and ice cream.Fuck, muttered the figure as the idea came to him. Susies, like, five months along now. Is that craving territory? He raised his arm and wiped the half-dried blood from his lips. Moles had a peculiar nutty taste when they were in heat, and this one had been like drinking Eau de Planters. I hope Dan remembered to go to Costco.He wandered a little closer to the sidewalk, just to be safe, and a few seconds la
The HeadacheThis was absurd, she thought. Shed taken as many painkillers as she could without worrying about accidental suicide, and her head still throbbed. If her head had been a watch, there would have been several jewels loose, the errant pieces smacking into the functional components as they hung at a disturbing angle.It couldnt be blood sugar levels, although it had been a full four hours since shed last eaten, and it was just a slice of pizza at that. Quick sugar high, and this could have been the low. She decided to test it, and nodded her head quickly. No increase in painbut what nausea. Could it be allergies? Nah, shed taken too much Zyrtec to be safe with that answer. Finally, she tested herself for an inner ear infection. Standing in the middle of the room, she spread her hands wide and began to slowly turn, increasing the speed as she spun.When she came to it was morning, and there was a pool of blood next to her right ear. Her phone was ring