Megan stared at the stain, Horrified.
“So, you’re the stain?”
The slithery shaped shadow hissed.
“My name’s, Horrified.”
The teen never liked basements, but she was on a mission.
“That’s cool, or, not. But, I’m looking for my Angel.”
“No, I’m Megan. Afraid lives outside at night. Now, my Angel’s gonna have babies.”
“My Angel is a cat.”
“Oh, your cat, she’s in the garage.”
“Thank you, Stain.”
Megan looked at the stain, horrified.
The man had been dead for hours. Megan found his body in a dumpster. His blood was dried and brown when she began praying. Now, his t-shirt was soaked in bright red flowing blood.
She saw a golden chain-and-cross on his chest move. It thumped once, then twice. Soon, the man’s eyes opened; he spoke.
“You an angel?”
“Nope, garbage collector.” Megan smiled.
“Is that in Heaven or Hell?”
Megan closed the dumpster lid.
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