"Jason is it?" The radio host smiled. It had been hard to pull himself here from where he'd been. But there were always doors if one knew how to rip them open. "The same Jason who knows Jamison Dodger?"
Jason stares at the man who was before him, this creepy, demon of a man.“I...I do...” he had taken a step back. He was fairly terrified, the man’s face was dripping with blood, and those soulless black eyes sent shivers down his spine, but that large hellish smile sent terror into his heart.“he’s my boyfriend..why?” he honestly wished that Dodger was there now for him. he took a step back. “who are you?”










