Key: FF, FD, MD, MF, MC, Horror, Humor
Description: With the week starting to take a visible toll on our young heroine, Lindsey shows up for her fourth night…
Lindsey looked frazzled and exhausted as she entered the room the next evening. Despite how easy the previous night had been, her sleep had been fitful thanks to nightmares that she couldn’t shake. If she had to guess, she probably hadn’t slept at all the last two nights. She fell down into her chair and sighed. "I really do hate this job." she said as she slowly spun in her chair.
As she spun around, she gently poked the incubus doll on the desk and smiled at its squeak. "At least I have you, cutie." She said, looking down at the phone and groaning. "And you, in three...two...one." She finished, pointing at the phone just as it started to ring. She pushed the button to put it on speaker and then blew on her finger like it was the smoking barrel of a pistol.
“Hello, hello! Hey! Hey wow, day four...I knew you could do it.” The voice on the phone seemed more off than usual today. Almost nervous, as if she was waiting for someone to catch her. Lindsey sighed again, not paying any attention to the shift in her voice. "Yeah, I'm sure you say that to all the girls."