Poltergeist’s Soda

“Oh, good, you’re finally here,” Ava said as she pulled open the door. “Jimmy, you have no idea how hard it’s been to live in this room under these conditions.” He recoiled at the use of his name, forgetting that his stained uniform polo displayed it in white embroidered script. The room’s walls were coveredContinue reading “Poltergeist’s Soda”