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Two months ago, Raymond shoved what was left of one Rebecca Owens into a cramped, upright coffin. He endured her taunts and, after drawing her bare wrist into an exposed holder, shut the wooden eye slot with a reticent sigh. A contingency plan, extra resources, but he was alone in his work once more.
This one man act is unsustainable. The mortician once again needs to hire an assistant. He craves a human presence where his mortuary fills with demons, outnumbering him. What he gets instead is a mess that threatens to unravel every delicately balanced web of secrets, topple every wall he's built up to protect himself from the inevitable, demonic tide that's coming for his soul.
(Active WIP, outline finished)