Last night he came through my room. I felt the air change and heard the blinds rattle. The cold feel of the back of his hand across my cheek stirred me from my sleep. I looked to see his cowl from behind as he went through the door. I mean he went through the door. Unfortunately his scythe wasn't so nimble and it hit the top of the doorway and was violently jarred from his hand. It hit the floor and thumped on the rug. Kinda got a bonus there.
Long drive today, I hope he isn't looking for a ride.
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