This was ******** ridiculous. Ridiculous! This was her second night of fasting. She was tired, she was hungry and she was digging up the grave of some dead dog in a church cemetery, scraping worms and roaches and all kinds of ewwie off her.
If this was a joke, this Edward fellow was going to pay tremendously. Wiping sweat-soaked dirt from her face, her shovel hit a glorious thunk, uncovering the corner of a simple box. Who buries their ******** animals? People were stupid. But then again without p***y-whipped owners, she wouldn't be summoning a hell hound to tear apart a certain sooomeone. Opening the lid with an ICK! Mandy took what she needed: a few leg bones and the head and hopped out of the shallow grave, taking all evidence of herself with and burying the grave back to its former.... well kinda glory.
She put them in her back back and with a grunt, lugged it back to her car, panting with afury. She was not supposed to get so easily winded! Normalcy sucked something awful.
"Alright, onto to step three..." She tossed the pack into the back of her posh bright yellow NSX that screamed 'Lookitme!' and drove off.
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She was so thankful it was some religious holiday or whatnot this week, giving her reason to sulk in her bed and not at work. As her alarm signaled the start of a brand new starving day, she slammed the off button with a little fist and whined in her sheets.
Soo hungry.
After a good thirty minutes of pity-partying, Mandy rolled out of bed and wobbled into the living room. Her head was pounding with a headache. She hadn't been able to inhale some caffeine in three days and her body was very pissed off. She just wanted to get this whole mess over with.
Mandy had previously put the dog bones in the bathtub to wash them off and get all the creepy crawlies to abandon ship. But as she opened her bedroom, the smell overwhelmed her and she dry heaved above the carpet. She didn't need this bullshit!
She got some rubber gloves and gingerly picked out the bones and laid them on a towel. "Hookay... Come on then..." Bringing the bones into the garage, she had a Solomon Seal already prepared from last night that almost crippled her back from hours of hunching over with a brush. But if this thing worked, it would all be worth it. It even called for a foreboding cackle that echoed in her garage.
"Alright, Eddy, let's see some magic..." Arranging the bones within the seal, she took a small pocket knife from her sport boy shorts and pricked her ring finger. A mechanical ow slipped from her lips as she watched the drops split splat on the old bones. She began to chant dispassionately, eyes darting back and forth in case Ed was taping all this for his sick pleasure.
A spectral cloud began to ooze from the lines of the seal, never breaking from the ring, only roiling higher and higher. Mandy's blood pulsed in her veins, straining on her migraine. The power emanating from the seal pulled against her and it was so hard to resist. A blood-curdling howl broke from the seal and the thick clouds congealed into a massive black dog that stared at Mandy with red intelligent eyes, watching her like a piece of meat. She would never understand how lucky she was that he was imprisoned within that seal.
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