Well, almost done.
I went over to the door’s power supply – a black box with thick insulated cables running into the doorframe – and emptied my gun into it. The box spewed some sparks, then some smoke.
I made the call to Agent Keel as I walked back to my car. I told him I’d answer all of his questions in the morning, after some sleep, coffee and maybe a heart attack or two.
But first I had a stop to make.
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Temporary Monsters
HorrorFelix Renn is a private investigator in a supernatural world, an alternate reality where a dark dimension called The Black Lands co-exists alongside our own. Travelling to and from The Black Lands is dangerous - and illegal - but that doesn`t stop s...
