There were no photographers or reporters or manic movie fans to push through at the film set. I checked my watch and saw it was coming on three in the morning.
Van’s trailer door was open, so I let myself in and went directly to the note that I knew I’d find. It was pinned to a drafting table covered with storyboard drawings. I didn’t bother to read it. I knew what it would say. I’m sorry for this, I regret doing that, please forgive me. By tomorrow it would be reprinted in all of the entertainment news rags.
I saw something on the floor and bent down to pick it up. It was a cardboard sheet similar to the ones I found at Donovan’s warehouse, except the tablets in these blister packs were pink, and the word stamped on them was different. One of packs was open, a single pill gone.
I felt a cold breeze slip past me. I dropped the sheet and followed it out.
“Boo.”
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Temporary Monsters
HorrorFelix Renn is a private investigator in a supernatural world, an alternate reality where a dark dimension called The Black Lands co-exists alongside our own. Travelling to and from The Black Lands is dangerous - and illegal - but that doesn`t stop s...
