Sample V-09: The Spectral Contract
The city is a concrete jungle, and I was the monkey. I'd had too many drinks, too many bad decisions, and not nearly enough luck to make it out alive without a few jagged scars to remember the ride. I tripped over some ash in a dead-end alley, a place where the light of the moon never quite reached, and suddenly I had a roommate who didn't pay rent, didn't breathe, and had a very specific,...
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