Encounters
''bray'' ▫ᴱᴺ｜encounter｜ENC｜20260915190735-65-•
I turned to look at the clock—didn’t want to stand John Storrow up at the airport, Christ no—and there was no clock there. Of course not. Old Krazy Kat had popped his peepers during a psychic event. I gave a loud, braying laugh that scared me a little—it wasn’t particularly sane.
Source: Bag of Bones ▫𓂃
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