Tristan
This undead hag had me all the way messed up. I can handle demon dogs, I can handle undead corpses, I can handle ex-husbands. But I draw the f*****g line at snakes. At this point, I was 99% sure Iris wouldn’t want to live in this hellhole after this. I already had digital files of the pictures upstairs, and I found the guy who edited the photos. After some “convincing” he agreed to restore them. I planned to do something nice for Iris and Jonathon but I would just have to figure out another way to do it. I hope she won’t be too disappointed.
When I had all the burners on and on full tilt, I grabbed the box of matches from the drawer and made my way back to the foyer. There, I saw Jonathon and Daniel were battling with the anaconda. They made a pretty decent team. I mean for a gim
