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and one more
step forward onto the porch.
    The arm wrapped around her waist
disappeared, too. She spun around and looked through the open door
and saw nothing. Heard nothing. Her mind was crystal clear again.
The sun was so strong in its fall brilliance that she was blinded
for a second.
    Wait. Please. Leave me something to remember
you by. You have your life to live, but I’ll be alone forever. No
one has ever fit me like you, Sienna.
    Sienna stared at the gaping doorway, saying
nothing. Her heart wrenched, imagining an eternity of being alone.
She riffled through her purse and found her Tiffany heart pendant
tangled at the bottom. She didn’t remember even taking it off.
Maybe the pendant was good luck, but look where it brought her.
Sienna didn’t need it anymore. She knew how to take care of her
heart. She didn’t need a chunk of metal to remind her.
    Sienna took it and tossed it through the
open door. It hovered in mid air, just beyond the threshold where
she knew he’d caught the trinket.
    “ Goodbye,” she said. She
heard no reply in her mind or ears. She was beyond his reach
now.
    The door slowly closed. As she turned and
trotted down the stairs, she felt his phantom eyes on her, as if
the whole house watched her every move. She unlocked her car and
took a deep breath, smelling the faint scent of upholstery mixed
with cigarettes. Her foot pressed the gas pedal hard as she backed
out of the driveway and turned onto the road.
    Sienna’s nipples tingled and her clit buzzed
and ached, as if they already missed him. But like an addict who
stopped cold turkey, she also felt a despairing loneliness. As she
watched the haunted house diminish in size in her rearview mirror,
tears splashed onto her lap.
    Her hand went instinctively to her neck
where the pendant no longer hung. Somehow, she had a funny feeling
that this wasn’t really goodbye forever.
     
    THE END
     

 
     
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    RAVAGED IN THE HOUSE OF
HORRORS
     
     
    We reach the entrance, no overhead light to
show us the way. It’s freaking dark, and for a moment I’m sure the
door’s going to be locked. But just as we reach it, the thing
opens, revealing a dimly lit entryway. And a very tall …
executioner. Broad, built, and at least six-feet, six inches. His
head is covered in black leather, and only his eyes, black as coal,
are visible, along with his chiseled jaw. His cloak swishes as he
peers down at us.
    “ Here for the haunted
house?” he asks in a friendly, innocuous kind of voice. It’s
completely at odds with his battle axe, which looks real as hell,
its blade glinting in the yellow light of the room, something
maroon crusted along its edge. Lifting the heavy-looking thing
easily, he gestures at the arched doorway directly behind him. The
sign over it says “House of Horrors,” and just beyond it, I see
movement, things slinking around in the murk. A distant cackle. A
muffled growl. Witches. Werewolves. A good, clean scare.
    “ Sort of.” Laura’s grip on
me tightens like she thinks I’m about to run. This is my
cue.
    “ We’re, um …” I say. And
then I stop, my heart in my throat. If Jaida was telling the truth,
this is going to be intense. Am I ready for it?
    Laura reaches into her
purse and pulls out the admission fee—a few hundred, and Jaida
promised it was worth every penny. “We’re here to
get  perfututum ,” Laura blurts as the executioner accepts the fee, her voice
shaking as she utters the password.
    We looked it
up.  Perfututum , as it turns out, is Latin for
getting  totally
fucked .
    My stomach tightens at the