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single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-30 05:35 am
single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-30 05:35 am
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Neighbor, Michigan - Early Tuesday Morning
The day started with a police report from the town of Neighbor, Michigan. A man had returned home late in the evening and had been attacked even though all the doors were locked and there was no sign of forced entry. He was found by the maid the next morning and was currently at the local hospital in critical condition.
Without wasting any time, Dean had (rudely) yanked Liliana out of her morning slumber and dragged her to the Impala and then driven through an extra large Portalocity portal. The morning light was just starting to creep up over the horizon as he pulled up in front of the familiar house.
Without saying a word he put the automatic transmission of the Impala into park, turned off the engine and stepped out of the car to start rummaging through the trunk.
“I know this type of thing is your specialty,” he called out. “But I need you to listen and do what I say when we go in there. My world, my ghost and my rules.”
[NFB due to distance.]
Without wasting any time, Dean had (rudely) yanked Liliana out of her morning slumber and dragged her to the Impala and then driven through an extra large Portalocity portal. The morning light was just starting to creep up over the horizon as he pulled up in front of the familiar house.
Without saying a word he put the automatic transmission of the Impala into park, turned off the engine and stepped out of the car to start rummaging through the trunk.
“I know this type of thing is your specialty,” he called out. “But I need you to listen and do what I say when we go in there. My world, my ghost and my rules.”
[NFB due to distance.]
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Colder than normal, even.
"Comfortable accommodations." Liliana, honey, you needed to specify better than that.
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