Matt

I looked around, feeling more than a little uneasy with this cottage we had driven up to in the middle of nowhere.

“Jesse, are you sure this isn’t a trap? It feels like a fucking trap.”

He looked around, taking in the scenery.

It was a lovely place. Flowers everywhere and a well-manicured lawn. The cottage itself was small and cozy with a little garden directly out front.

The scryer Jesse had been talking with lived in this cottage. After emailing back and forth for a while, she ...