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Pizza Delivery… “Umm, are you a witch?”
It didn’t occur to me why the contractor was looking over my shoulder and fidgeting nervously. It didn’t occur to me until after he’d left. I wonder how long he’d been staring at the Anubis statues and the ritual dagger sitting next to a piece of parchment dotted with my blood. Across from that, the offering bowl with burnt bits of…