1. Operator 6400


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Supernatural, Author: purplepelican69, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    as he hadn't seen her face in the light and, of course, he couldn't be absolutely sure that her chatline site photo was accurate. But the bar was completely empty. A little disappointed, Danny left the hotel and walked to his parked car, preparing to drive home. Upon reflection, he wondered if his passionate encounter had just been a one-off - perhaps Jasmine had intended this to be the case all along and she had no wish to extend the relationship. He felt a mixture of disappointment and resignation. How could such an intense experience be dismissed so abruptly? But he contented himself with the thought that she might just be playing a little game with him, and would be keen to arrange another meeting when they next spoke on the phone. When Danny got home and switched on the TV, he was surprised to be confronted with the 10 o'clock news. He had no idea he had been out for so long. He needed to organise some food for both himself and Jess, his border collie, which took care of the next half hour. When he had eaten, Danny slumped on the sofa in front of the television, casually pulling up his shirt cuff to check if his watch had maybe started working again. Damn and blast. He'd forgotten to put it back on after his shower. Never mind, no doubt the maid would find it on the bedside table when she came in to clean the room. He would drive back tomorrow to pick it up.. Still exhausted after his afternoon exertions, Danny went to bed at 11.30 - much earlier than his normal time. ...
    He went out like a light and dropped into a deep sleep. Suddenly, he was woken by Jess's agitated barking from downstairs. She was normally a most gentle and placid dog and Danny was instantly apprehensive - but now wide awake and alert. Burglars? He opened the top drawer in his bedside cabinet and took out the Gurkha kukri he always kept there as a precaution. Making his way cautiously downstairs, the dog's barking grew louder and more frantic. Jess was at the living room window, her ears pinned back and her jaws set in a snarl so malevolent that it shook Danny to the core. Gripping the razor-sharp kukri even more tightly, Danny approached the quivering dog and, trembling uncontrollably, forced himself to look out of the window. Outside, a violent thunderstorm was raging at full tilt, sheets of rain lashing furiously against the glass, peals of thunder crashing between twisted fingers of forked lightning that flickered eerily every few seconds. Danny stared out into the darkness, then shuddered and gasped in horror. Intermittently illuminated by the lightning flashes, at the end of the garden he could clearly make out the figure of a woman. Frail, hunched and saturated in the teeming rain, he could clearly see her gleaming white teeth now bared in a ghastly grin, her dark hair dancing wildly in the howling wind. Dressed in what appeared to be a ruined grey shroud, she appeared to be waving to him, her skeletal bony fingers beckoning him towards her. As though in a trance, ...
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