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Tuesday, September 30

Last Rites: Part 3a – The Smith Home

Hammer's head was cocked, straining to listen. "Shh!"

Jim-Bean listened too. Laughter from upstairs.

They crept their way to a bedroom. Hammer shined his light on the source of the sound.

It was a Furby, white eyes glistening in the darkness as its beak clicked. “Waa, waylo, koko!” it tweeted. “Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-“

Click! The lights came back on. The Furby was speckled with red.


"AAAAAH!" screamed Ettringer.

On the bed was Katarina Smith, her body horribly mangled.

The normally calm doctor fled the room, stumbling down the steps.

Hammer sighed. "This is what we get for taking civilians along." [MORE]


posted by Michael Tresca at 6:36 AM

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