Mark weaved through cars in the parking lot of the haunted house, almost colliding with a scantily clad woman glowing with neon face paint. “Do you work here?” he asked, grinning salaciously. She almost smiled back as she raised her dripping cleaver. ********** Thank you Sonya at Only100Words for continuing this prompt! Photo credit: Joey […]

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