Why did I feel scared? I pulled out the flashlight in my coat pocket, somewhat reassured .

As I approached the vehicle, the window rolled down... Pinkie?

I saw a quick flash of Pinkie's white fur and then the window slowly rolled back up. I stopped in my tracks.

I slowly moved my hand down to my holstered pepperspray, and inched closer and closer to the vehicle.

The driver side door opened and out came a mountain of a woman. Not unattractive at all though. Easy on the eyes for sure!

And tucked under her black leather clad arm was furry little Pinkie.

"Pulled in to use the facilities and found this little one wandering around! Your phone number was on her tag, thank goodness". The woman patted Pinkie's head and started towards me.

Just then I saw her hand pat left a red patch on Pinkie's bright white fluffy head. But it could be anything... jelly, catsup...

"Is that...blood?" I asked. She froze. ..with a startled and confused look on her face.

She knelt down a began licking it first just for the kicks. Then "Hey! It's cherry syrup!" And licked the rest of it up.
Her phone beeped and she whipped it out to see who messaged her


She saw that is was anglewitch. Texting on Horror.com....
It has been so long since he was in here last.

Then the phone battery died



Then...