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By Amber Benson

Calliope Reaper-Jones is Death's Daughter. She owes a debt to Cerberus, the 3 headed puppy that guards the gate's of hell-a debt that contains a visit to Purgatory, Las Vegas, historic Egypt, and a coupon division shop that is extra scary than any supernatural creature she'll ever come across.

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I had noticeable Mrs. Wu, the landlord, flipping backward and forward in frustration during the placing rows of freshly plastic-ed garments on multiple social gathering. The row in entrance of me saved relocating, so I floated to my correct, hoping that if I replaced my proximity to the stack of folders, it can cease flipping. immediately, the sunshine that have been above me extinguished—and one other mild at once above my new place flipped on. I appeared all the way down to locate that i used to be status in entrance of a complete new set of dossier folders, simply those men have been blue, no longer peach. i needed to seem down and skim the label on this kind of blue folders because it was once nonetheless desk bound, yet i used to be afraid that if I floated any nearer, it can commence moving just like the different row had. without warning, I heard a low pop. I the sound with my nonexistent eyes, looking forward to to determine in basic terms darkness, yet as an alternative one of many bizarre overhead lighting flipped on approximately fifty ft down the hall. As i spotted what had made the sunshine activate, my breath stuck in my nonexistent throat and that i, with out intending to, discovered myself racing at hyperspeed down the hall. i needed to name out, yet given that I had no mouth, i may do not anything yet hover and watch because the good-looking, dark-haired guy with the ice blue eyes pulled a pink dossier out of the stack in entrance of him and extracted a skinny brown piece of paper from within it. Daniel, my brain screamed, however it was once little need. All i'll do was once watch as he changed the empty dossier, appeared round to ensure nobody had noticed his larceny—Me! I observed it! i needed to yell out—and then folded the piece of paper, slipping it within his coat pocket. the whole lot took lower than a minute, after which the sunshine flipped off back and he was once long gone. i may merely think he knew another mystery entry aspect and that used to be how he’d made his bold front and get away, yet i used to be too disillusioned by way of the stumble upon to stick to him or ask him what precisely he suggestion he used to be doing gallivanting round Purgatory whilst he used to be speculated to be lifeless! the one factor i'll convey myself to do used to be glance down on the dossier folder he’d changed. I knew it used to be the perfect one simply because he’d changed it too speedy and hadn’t gotten it again into its spot thoroughly, inflicting a nook to stay out the place it may have lain flush with the opposite folders. The row of pink folders remained silent as I appeared down on the label, my center lurching as I learn what it acknowledged: DANIEL SMITH, the previous DEVIL’S PROTÉGÉ I slightly had seconds to digest what the label acknowledged prior to I felt a pointy tug on my soul and that i came upon myself being dragged, unwillingly, again into my physique. 13 I gasped for air; my lungs felt like deflated balloons flopping round painfully within my chest. It didn’t look like I’d been long gone for terribly lengthy, yet by means of the worried glance on Jarvis’s face—and the shortcoming of oxygen I’d skilled upon my return—I wasn’t so definite. both approach, I didn’t imagine there’d be any everlasting mind harm, however it certainly made me now not are looking to have a repeat functionality every time quickly.

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