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Chapter #2
Lisa
by: Werewolfe is hunting
I sniffed the card, noticing a faint, musty odor. It smelled like age and wisdom. I smiled. If you could smell wisdom. It was beautifully written. But what a cryptic message.
I set the card down and crossed my arms. Now what? I felt goosebumps raise up on my arms and back. The phone, as if in response, suddenly rang.
I jumped, then felt a little foolish. What was I? A child to be frightened of ghosts and bogles? I smiled and shook my head, reaching for the phone. A little dream. That's all it was.
I cleared my throat, trying to sound awake. "Hello?"
There was a muffled sob on the other end, then a masculine choke.
"Hello?" Chills passed over my entire body.
"It's Lisa," the voice sobbed.
I suddenly relaxed. "Mike! Mike, what's wrong?" Mike had been married to Lisa, my best friend, for five years. I hadn't heard from Lisa for a few days. What had happened?
"Lisa- she's-" Mike choked, unable to finish the sentence.
"Mike! Spit it out! Did Lisa get in an accident? Is she sick? In the hospital?"
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