Night Of Jinxes, A Moonlight Dragon Short Story - Plot & Excerpts
I closed out the map program and checked to see if I'd somehow turned on the call feature or accessed my voice mail. The answer was no for both. My phone shouldn't have spoken to me in that flat, featureless voice and it sure as hell shouldn't have threatened me. "This might be a problem," I mused aloud. I wasn't one to freak out over nothing. I'd dealt with necromancers, vicious shapeshifters, demons straight from Hell, and I'd been bitten by a vampire, among other things. I knew what trouble was and what it wasn't. This wasn't flashy like the other trouble I'd encountered, but I recognized that it had the potential to be a serious pain in the butt. And yeah, maybe dangerous enough for me to fear for my life. A few feet away from me, my best friend Melanie sat in the haunted rocking chair near the door of my shop. She looked up with interest. "What problem?" "Either my phone has suddenly become possessed, or something in here wants to kill me." "I thought something was always trying to kill you," she offered helpfully.
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