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Thomas was seated in his office, typing away at a terminal and transferring data to a datapad he held in front of him. He was just about to take a break and grab a sip of his coffee when he noted his coworker, Craigory, a few feet away, and decided to strike up a conversation. "So, Mr. James," he began, lifting his Styrofoam cup to his lips. "Have you any plans on this Veteran's Day?"
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The dead of night arrived earlier than usual. It made lonely sounds that only amplified the voice in Norman's head.
She deserved it, Norman. That whore deserved it. She was trying to seduce you; she was trying to take you away from me!...She might've fooled a cheap mind like yours, but she could never fool me...
A terrible noise that reverberated in his ears, the cries of a poltergeist. The door of the office opened with a creak or maybe even a screech of defiance.
Norman offered a tense smile to the customer and greeted in his trite manner, "Hey there. Are you looking for a room?"
