A Bump in the Road. Chapter Eighteen.
A bump in the road chapter eighteen by roofles everyone seems to have their own concept of death. clouds and heavenly golden gates or firey brimstone and rivers of boiling blood. some believe your reincarnated as something based on your karma.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Seventeen.
A bump in the road chapter seventeen by roofles "room service?" i squeaked as the door flung open and i found myself standing exposed in it. i almost covered myself as if someone had wallked in on me in the restroom.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Sixteen.
A bump in the road chapter sixteen by roofles "hey wait!" i called after the canine who was frantically trying to run away.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Fifteen.
A bump in the road chapter fifteen by roofles "enough." tezca snapped as i poked at his belly with my foot once more. his eye was twitching and he was evidently putting a great effort into not biting my foot off. "your friend is fine.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Fourteen.
A bump in the road chapter fourteen by roofles not much had changed as i went through the gate and ended up on the cobble blue road.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Thirteen.
So of course i kept my head down, moving far faster and bumping into nearly everyone as i moved through the night crowd. and basically dove for the door to the saddle and shoe of the pub.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Twelve.
I don't think bullets worked on fairy tale creatures and monsters that went bump in the night. there was another loud pounding and another.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Eleven.
A bump in the night chapter eleven by roofles i wasn't sure what the hell i was doing. i had planned on taking this damn creepy, somewhat cute... voodoo, hex, cursed doll and toss it into the swamp letting it rot for the rest of time. hell.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Ten.
A bump in the road chapter ten by roofles so here i was, butt naked no less, being man handled by a creature covered in fur (and i was sure this wild dog, voodoo man was enjoying it too) and painted in the same white body paint he had on himself.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Nine.
A bump in the road chapter nine by roofles "so why the hell are we doing this again?" i found myself asking only at the last minute as we walked into the pub. marco had, somewhat, explained to me about this place.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Eight.
A bump in the road chapter eight by roofles it was cold and the rain above stung like tiny falling needles as i ran across the wet pavement. my breath could be seen before my eyes, fogging in front of my face clear as day in the chill night air.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Seven.
A bump in the road chapter seven by roofles my heart was pounding loudly in my chest as i stared down at the swarm of bodies.