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“This is insane, man,” Ed snapped. “Ghosts don’t exist.” He rubbed at his forehead, where a headache was beginning to bloom. He had just been about to bunk down for the night when Izzy had reappeared at the cabin door, a frown on his face.
“Does that even matter at this point?” Izzy was saying. “The boys are too fucking scared to do their jobs, ghosts or no ghosts.”***
Written for the A to Z of Ed Teach zine (prompt: "fog").