08/06/2026
“Joan? Hey.You told me to step inside and now I’m here. So what is it I’m supposed to do now? Was that really you or was that another trick?”
A dry hissing noise rose up from the shadows at the base of the stairs, followed by what sounded like something very heavy and slick pulling itself across a hard surface. Toward the stairs? Nathan reflexively took a step back, even though he had nowhere to go.
“Sh*t. I’m gonna die in here.”
He recognized the giggle that greeted his stark end of days declaration, yet at the same time he recognized it as being off, like a familiar musical instrument that was just enough out of key.
The room wasn’t cold, but he felt a chill.
“Sweetness.”
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