Steven Ennis unwrapped the present and looked dubiously at a small rock tablet about the size of his hand.
"What is it?" he asked.
The tablet was a roughly square piece of obsidian stone. Carved into one side was a crude depiction of a ferocious female demon. Bat wings sprouted from her back and a tail was coiled around her right leg. She was naked and had been given an exaggerated set of breasts. An equally exaggerated p***y gaped open like a mouth. She was snarling in fury and wielded a whip in her left hand.
"It's a succubus tablet," Garth Dillon answered. "We found it in this quaint little shop while we were up in Whitby for the goth festival."
"The owner was a little... eccentric," Denise Ridgeway said. "He said it would attract succubi into the dreams of whoever owned it."
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