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Friday, January 18, 2019


Fred didn’t remember dying. For him it had simply been like falling asleep, and death was like a sleep without dreams. It was peaceful until a woman set up some candles in his old house in an attempt to communicate with the dead. Her seance was like being awoken early on a Saturday morning after a late Friday night, and Fred was not in the mood to be awoken. He focused on her in the dark to seek his revenge. He decided to possess her body, become her for a bit, and make her do a series of humiliating things. Unfortunately, after doing these things, Fred wouldn’t be able to figure out how to de-possess the woman. He’d be stuck as her for quite some time before he finally figured it out.

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