He appeared to be in his late fifties or early sixties and was dressed in a toga. Xxx “It’s all about some dead mug from the 20’s who finally gets his rocks off in a hotel room in Iowa.” He took a long draw on his cigarette and added, “I’d kind of like to see how you handle getting screwed by a ghost.”
The man in the white suit pulled the thick cigar from his mouth and said dryly, “Myself, I’m a little partial to this one. They were… If you did your anonymous assassination on one of a writer’s previous stories, tonight their Halloween story gets a chance to return the favor. But when I got to the other side, I found out that it was only you, and that you say nasty things about every story you read, regardless of who wrote it.




















