“Got it.” I moved the cell to my other ear, rolling my eyes. The next thing I noticed was the open stairway to my right, the smell of damp, and the water stain on the ceiling. The elevator went ding, the doors opened, I strolled out.įirst thing I noticed was the narrowness of the hallway. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, photographed, instagrammed, tweeted, twittered, twatted, tumbled, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without explicit written permission from the author. Any resemblance to actual persons (living, dead, or undead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental, if not somewhat disturbing and/or concerning.Ĭopyright © 2018 by Penny Reid All rights reserved. Names, characters, places, rants, facts, contrivances, and incidents are either the product of the author’s questionable imagination or are used factitiously.
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