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Sept 2, 2015 18:17:10 GMT -6
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“I just returned to New York not too long ago. Since I’ve been back I’ve really just met this one mutant. He was frog-like. Kind of fishy. He was nice.” Emily was glad to see her hearse was no worse for wear. She brushed off the bits of debris that had found its way onto the vehicle.
The dead girl unlocked the passenger side door and opened it for her Russian friend. She then let herself into the driver’s seat and started the car. “We can go back to my place. It’s on the second floor of a mortuary if that doesn’t bother you. I could make us some tea. I believe there is lunch meat in the fridge, also.”
Emily pulled away from the curb and headed out of the neighborhood. If Effie didn’t want to go to Emily’s place, then there were plenty of other places to go.
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