Despite my headache, I reported for duty at 7 AM as expected. Mrs. Cotts insisted I take a day for bed rest, but even though I had survived the night without dreaming of the marble wolfman, I had no desire to do anything that would increase the immediate likelihood of he and I coming into contact. There was something about this house that affected dreams in ways I did not understand.
One week, 10,000 words written for THE HAUNTING OF KRAKEN MOOR, THE JOURNAL OF BEATRICE SHARPER, my new, freely available online series. Follow the link to read Part 7.
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