[Spicy!🔥] Author's Choice: ‘Costume Calamity’ (Reese & James Version) (Patreon)

[Alternate Text: A header image of a room in an abandoned asylum. The paint is peeling to reveal old stone walls, and the window's frame is likewise decaying; it's mostly shades of beige and green with a time-worn quality to everything. The focal point of the image is a rolling bed with thin padding that has a bedside tray set off to the side. There is an empty eeriness present.]

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Mrs. Dorran's creativity has transformed the B&B into a set from a classic horror movie.

James trudges through the packed hallways with a resolute determination not to spill a single drop of chilled apple cider. He keeps his elbows bent, arms raised at chest level while balancing three skull-shaped goblets. Each of his solid steps is matched by a pulsing beat. It's seeping through the spiderweb coated walls, low bass faintly quaking through him in a way that's both mildly disorienting and energizing.

He nearly nods at a skeleton after it politely waves 'hello' until he detects that it's a prop…

The grim reaper waves again when James skirts past it because the decorations aren't giving him as wide a berth as the party goers.

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