Cyfril

Cyfril

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Okay, so being a detective's assistant isn't as glamorous as it sounds. There's a lot of running, dodging, almost getting cursed, and Liam giving me his signature disappointed dad stare every time I "accidentally" provoke a ghost. (In my defense, it was already mad). But hey, it's not all bad! We solve some pretty bizarre cases-supernatural hauntings, creepy murders, missing persons, and the occasional "Is this artifact going to kill me? " situation. And lucky for us (mostly me), I have light magic! Super handy for, you know, not dying. Liam? Oh, he's the classic detective type-cool, sharp, and completely unimpressed by my creative problem-solving skills (which may or may not include bribing spirits with snacks). But deep down, I think he appreciates my help. Probably. Hopefully? Anyway, lately, things have been getting extra weird, even by our standards. Something big is happening in the city, and I have a bad feeling we're about to end up knee-deep in trouble. Again. But hey, what's a little danger when you've got an overworked detective, questionable decision-making skills, and a bit of magic on your side? Sincerely, Penelope Harper Start: 03/01/2023 End:-
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"Are you old enough to be here?" The 18-year-old asked, and Hailey laughed. "Yeah. Of course, look can we just have two light beers?" Hailey asked looking at the desserts. "Well, I'm supposed to id, but I don't get paid enough for this." He rolls his eyes sliding the beers over. "Enjoy!" He groans cleaning off the counter and assisting the next customer. We walk over to a small booth and sit down. Hailey slides the beers over to me and I open one. I start to lift it and then set it back on the table. "Um... Hailey are we old enough for this?" she nods so I take a sip. It was disgusting but I felt like I should drink more so I drank the rest. Hailey had already gone to order more, and I stumbled towards her. A man grabbed me dragging me towards the back door and Hailey ran over trying to grab me. She screamed trying to get people to help but they were all distracted. The man stuck something in my arm and threw me in a van. He shut the door and Hailey ran inside to call the police. Someone covered my head with a bag, and I felt a sharp pain in my neck and then I blacked out. After that day, my life was changed forever... Click to find out more.

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