the smuggler’s bible


Corin takes a personal day because the thing in the crawlspace has started some kind of feud with the writhing horrors nesting in the cabinets under his sink. Either problem is excuse enough (he’s embarrassed to have let the situation get so far out of hand), but these sorts of issues have a way of amplifying each other.

“And I figured maybe you could back me up on this,” he says. “Since the portal is sort of your f—“

Natalie hangs up and immediately deletes his message. Completely ridiculous! How many times does he expect a girl to apologize?