The Package

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A package arrived the next day as I was getting ready for work. Picking up the small package, I wandered back to my kitchen counter and opened it. Inside, a note laid atop a small handheld taser. Raising an eyebrow, I opened the note and read;

Miss (Y/N),

I hope this note finds you well. A respectable lady like yourself should not be left open to the hostility of this town. I hope my gift will be of use to you.

Sincerely Yours,

Alastor

Blanching, I looked from the note to the taser. The Radio Demon himself had sent me this...as a means to protect myself. It made zero sense. As I stared at the open package, the door leading from the kitchen to the living room opened.

"Momma?" A small voice said, "Is Lizzie coming today?" 

The small voice shook me back to the present, and I turned to find my five year old daughter staring at me. Fuck...that's right...the babysitter. She should have been here by now.

"I'll give her a call." I said, "Go wake up your brother and sister, Faline." My little girl nodded and slipped out of the room, eager for the chance to torment her siblings and say "Cause mom says so". Before the chaos could ensue, I picked up my phone and dialed Lizzie's phone number. Nothing. 

"Great..." I muttered. There was another paycheck down the drain. First the radio demon, now this. I wonder what else the shit stick fairy had up her sleeve for me today. 

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