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October 7, 2017

Check the Barn

by Criss Davis

Death sat back in his chair. He was surrounded by time but none of it was his to spend.

The spirit of a cat he had collected earlier moved around his feet.

“PRETTY. KITTY.” Death said. “RUN ALONG. THERE WILL BE MANY ETHEREAL VERMIN TO FIND AND, WELL, FIND AGAIN.”

The spirit of the cat silently wisped out of the room.

“TRY THE BARN.”

A ghostly meow thanked him from the hallway.

Yes he thought. Plenty of time to chase the other spirits in the barn. He had unlimited time now.

But he would never actually get to catch him.

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